Wulin Mengzhu

Chapter 230 Indecision
"Master, do you know Su Xiaowu?" Zhao Qingyi asked whatever came to mind, and it was indeed because he was eager to know Su Xiaowu's true identity.The name Wen Qingqing learned from Huangfu Feimo, he had already sent people to search everywhere, but none of the results matched it.

Su Xiaowu seemed to appear in this world out of nowhere, no matter how much he investigated, he couldn't find any clues.This made him very uneasy.

Mr. Huang Quan was stunned for a moment, then said: "Su Xiaowu? Who is it?"

Zhao Qingyi's heart sank, but the master really didn't know.But where did the master of time go?In the past six months, who in the world doesn't know the relationship between Su Xiaowu and Mr. Huang Quan?And his current appearance is like hearing the name Su Xiaowu for the first time.

"Legend, she is your disciple, Master." Zhao Qingyi said carefully choosing words.

"Disciple?" Mr. Huang Quan raised his voice dumbfoundingly, "This old man has just retreated for half a year, and now he has an extra disciple? Qing Yi, why don't you clarify for me?"

Zhao Qingyi showed a embarrassed expression, and sighed: "I can't say it, because the old man Sanqing came forward to explain it."

"Hmph! Sanqing can be accepted as an apprentice if he likes it! What are you doing with me!" Mr. Huang Quan snorted coldly.

Zhao Qingyi didn't get too angry when he heard Mr. Huang Quan's tone, so he told him the ins and outs of the matter.By the time he finished speaking, the raindrops outside the window were already heavy, and the sound of patter continued to enter the study.

The candlelight on the table was shaken by the cold wind leaking in through the window, and the room was flickering.

"It's okay, since Sanqing and Sanqing said it personally, then the old man will be this Xiaowu's cheap master. As for Qing Yi, how many gangs in the world have you got involved?" Mr. Huang Quan's voice suddenly became serious, The relaxed tone just now was gone.

Zhao Qingyi maintained a smile on his face, but still couldn't help sighing and said: "Master, is it useful to still do these things?" Mr. Huang Quan is actually a guest minister invited by his imperial brother Zhao Xu, who specializes in dealing with martial arts. I asked for a force.He has no family and no sect, has extremely high martial arts, has a good reputation in the world, has a lot of friends, and the most rare thing is that he is actually loyal to the imperial court.In the Song Dynasty, the princes usually bought properties idle, and they were the object of the emperor's defense.Zhao Xu simply entrusted him to monitor the affairs of Jianghu, and said that his childhood master, Mr. Huang Quan, would try his best to help him.

And what puzzled Zhao Qingyi the most was why a man in the world would do things for the court?For example, Bai Zhan or Yun Xingchen were born as loyal ministers in the family history, and their backgrounds dictated that.But what is Mr. Huang Quan doing for?Can tell him the secrets of the world while talking and laughing, tell him how to deal with black and white forces without changing his face, and calmly say which method can control a person and a gang as quickly as possible...

"Qing Yi, I didn't expect your brother to have such a great influence on you." Mr. Huang Quan sighed in great disappointment.Even through the screen, Zhao Qingyi knew that there must be a lost look on his face.

"Master, Qing Yi is just thinking that calming down the martial arts forces is probably not the top priority." Zhao Qingyi said worriedly, "Zhao Ji is extravagant, and he has planned to build Huayang Palace and other palace gardens shortly after he ascended the throne. Search for exotic flowers and stones from the people in the south of the Yangtze River, and transport them to Bianjing. If this continues, the wealth accumulated by the treasury over the years will soon be squandered." Zhao Qingyi felt that the future was bleak as he spoke, and his voice was low.

"Oh? Then what does it matter to me?" Mr. Huang Quan's indifferent voice came, and Zhao Qingyi couldn't help opening his eyes.

Although he has known for a long time that although the master's temperament is bright and bold on the surface, his heart is actually very cold. Sometimes what he says or does will make him feel cold, but it is still extremely uncomfortable to hear.

"Qing Yi, even if you know all this, what can you do?" Mr. Huang Quan's voice continued to speak calmly, "Can you gather people to plot against you?" The tone of the last three words increased, accompanied by the shocking thunder outside the window At the same time, it reached Zhao Qingyi's ears.

The thunder seemed to strike directly on Zhao Qingyi's head, making his hands and feet icy cold, and his whole body was so empty that he had to hold onto the table with both hands to sit still.

Rebellion?Hehe, it turned out that the overwhelming feeling that was entangled in his heart was because he had already vaguely guessed this fact in his heart.He had to rebel in order to solve the current situation.

"So you really mean it." Mr. Huang Quan sighed as he expected, and said disapprovingly, "Can you persuade your father? This is the first step. Does your pampered father have the courage to take the risk? ? Can you block everything for future power?"

Zhao Qingyi shook his head with difficulty. Both of them knew that his father, Prince Chu, was a man who was indifferent to the world. He was fond of antique calligraphy and knew nothing about political affairs.Otherwise, Zhao Ji would not have ascended the throne so easily.

"Second, even if your father agrees, who will support you? Do you really think that Zhao Ji is a dude who doesn't understand anything? If so, how did he ascend to the throne? This dynasty has always been wary of clan power, you Can there be an exception?" Mr. Huang Quan said calmly.

"Master, I still don't give up, let me make some preparations. If God is really on my side, then I won't hit the south wall and I won't look back!" Zhao Qingyi thought of Su Xiaowu once said that he didn't have the emperor's life. The breath was stuck in his chest, which was extremely uncomfortable.He bowed his head, refusing to admit the truth.

With a whoosh, the door of the study room suddenly swung open, cold wind mixed with some raindrops swept into the room, and the candles on the table kept beating.Zhao Qingyi looked up, and saw a man in yellow clothes with his back facing him and opened the door.His hands rested leisurely on the edge of the door panel, and his clothes fluttered against the cold wind, quite a happy feeling of riding the wind away.

"Master!" Zhao Qingyi called out to the man restlessly.Just leave?Did he say something wrong?In the past, every time the master showed up in Chu Palace, he would at least confess some things.He just left, who should he discuss with?
"Qing Yi, since you have said that you will not hit the south wall and not look back, then you have nothing to say as a teacher." Mr. Huang Quan said indifferently with his back to Zhao Qingyi and his hands behind his back. "I'll go see Sanqing first, and ask him what's going on with that old guy Murong."

Zhao Qingyi didn't know what to say to keep him, he could only watch Mr. Huang Quan's back as he walked into the wind and rain outside without haste, the raindrops fell on top of his head, as if pushed away by an invisible hand Same, fall aside.

It wasn't until the yellow figure disappeared into the darkness that Zhao Qingyi looked away, only then did he realize that the room was pitch black.The candle on the table had already been blown out by the cold wind that pierced through.

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