Chapter 85 The Dust Has Not Settled
Fu Qingzhou and Tang Jiao stood on the rising clods of soil, with Baihe's shrew-like scolding voice still echoing in their ears.
"Brother..."
Tang Jiao asked in a low voice: "Are all experts... so maverick?"
Fu Qingzhou laughed dryly: "If If you are not an expert, you are a shrew; if you are an expert, you are a maverick.”
It was only then that he breathed a sigh of relief.
This Qingsongzi is really capable...alone, without even showing his face, he just pushed away three top figures!
No wonder Li Jingzhe didn’t even dare to draw his sword when facing him!
From what Master Baihe said, Qingsongzi was indeed not very strong, and he did all this with the help of magic weapons.
What magic weapon can have such power?
Is the foundation of the True Immortal Palace so much better than other sects?
While he was thinking, the smoker's voice sounded in his ears.
"I see... What a true fairy palace? Isn't this the inheritance of Wuliang Taiji Tao? No wonder you are so awesome."
Fu Qingzhou blinked.
The smoker didn't say anything more and fell silent quickly.
But Fu Qingzhou heard something from it. It turned out that this true fairy palace existed in the era when the smoker lived, but it was called another name at that time.
And judging from Yan Gui’s resentful tone, I’m afraid he was also a top and invincible inheritance back then.
The clod of soil flew higher and higher, and soon rushed into the high-altitude clouds. The surrounding air gradually became colder. Not only did Tang Jiao shrink into a ball, but Fu Qingzhou couldn't help but hug his arms tightly, Shivering.
After about a cup of tea, the clod "elevator" finally stopped, and the appearance of the real Immortal Palace slowly unfolded in front of the two of them.
Above the clouds, the sky is blue, and everything on the top of the cliff is unobstructed.
The gorgeous mountain gate carved from agarwood has three large gold-lacquered characters "Wuwei Guan" written on it. There are two rows of statues standing on both sides of the mountain gate. Looking deeper, you can see a field of cornices and countless grand halls stacked on top of each other. It is majestic, powerful and mysterious. .
There is snow all year round on the top of the mountain. A gust of mountain wind blew by, and the thick white snow covering the dome turned into snowflakes and fell, also lifting the corners of the clothes of the ugly Taoist at the mountain gate.
“Coming?”
Qing Songzi held the scabbard that he didn’t know when he had taken back in his arms, grinning with yellow teeth: “Why didn’t you bring any gifts? ?"
Fu Qingzhou: "..."
He led Tang Jiao and jumped down from the suspended soil to the narrow mountain path in front of the mountain gate.
Looking down, it was already a vast sea of clouds, with no mountains or rivers in sight.
"Let's go, why are you standing there in a daze?" Qing Songzi said and turned around and walked towards the mountain gate: "There are still people to deal with."
Fu Qingzhou was stunned: "Is there anyone else? ”
“ Nonsense ”
Qing Songzi turned his face sideways, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Master Dao, I asked Ning Baimei to come to me for tea. Wasn't that just a courtesy? Who knew that guy would really come..."
Ning Baimei! The Lord of Mingjian Pavilion!
Fu Qingzhou's scalp felt numb: "Where is he?"
"Isn't he in there?" Qing Songzi shook his head and said, "He comes here as if he is going home. I But I can't stop him."
Fu Qingzhou's heart started to calm down again: "I...don't want to see him too?"
"What a fart!"
Qingsongzi sighed first, and then said weakly: "Master Dao, I really want to say this, but unfortunately I can't... Just come with me."
As he said that, he glanced sideways at Tang Jiao again: "This little girl is here. It's God's will. Let's come together."
Tang Jiao made a sound and pointed at herself: "I , I..."
"It's a blessing, not a curse, it's a curse that cannot be avoided."
Fu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's see if there are any tricks and let's continue."
Things have developed so far that they are already beyond his control.
Now I can't do anything at all, I can only take one step at a time.
"That's right." Fu Qingzhou asked: "Then why does it say Wuwei Guan on the mountain gate? Isn't it a real fairy palace?"
"What a fart!"
Qingsongzi cursed: "All the immortals are dead. Now the Taoist just wants to lie still, which is called Wuweiguan."
Enter the mountain gate, walk through a long stone staircase, and come to the real The Immortal Palace... no, it should be called Wuwei Temple now. Once inside the temple, Fu Qingzhou truly understood what the middle-aged man in Zhuangyuan Village meant when he said "The fairyland is here".
Wonderland is not only about the magnificent scenery that is almost invisible in the mortal world, but also about the quiet and natural feeling of coming out of the world.
From the outside, it looks like a magnificent palace, but when you walk inside, it does not look majestic and oppressive. Instead, it is quiet everywhere, with long corridors and winding paths leading to secluded places.
In the ethereal white mist of Lingxu, several jade-like green trees swayed with snowflakes in the wind. Under the trees, in the pond, white cranes folded their wings, red fish circled the rocks, and the sound of water came.
Just one glance at such a scene dissipated most of Fu Qingzhou's anxiety and uneasiness.
"Don't talk nonsense for a while."
Qing Songzi turned around and glared at him: "If you ruin the Taoist's affairs, the Taoist will beat you up!"
Fu Qingzhou: "..."
Qing Songzi led the two of them to a house and reached out to push the door open. The fragrance is fragrant, and at a glance, there is a long table in the room, and there is a person sitting in front of the table. It is Ning Baimei, who has white beard and hair.
Fu Qingzhou had seen him squaring off against Long Dabei before, but it was just a glimpse, and it seemed that it was just a clone of his sword soul...
At this time, Ning Baimei, It's time for real people.
His facial features are exquisite and upright, his slightly thin face reveals the accumulation of years and wisdom, his pair of slender eyes are deep and bright, and his brows are as calm as water.
He was wearing a light-colored scribe's robe. The robe was loose and neat, with exquisite patterns embroidered on it. He didn't look like the most powerful monk in the world at all, but more like a poet or a scholar.
Ning Baimei was burning tea. Seeing the door open, she nodded calmly to the three of them: "Sit down." The scabbard was slapped on the table.
Fu Qingzhou glanced at the room - the room was very small, with no place to sit except for two futons beside the tea table.
So he simply pulled Tang Jiao to the table and sat down.
Ning Baimei ignored them, just glanced at the scabbard on the table and said calmly: "What do you mean?"
"Don't you always want it?"
Qing Songzi picked his nostrils and said: "Give you the scabbard, this kid..."
He arched his chin at Fu Qingzhou: "You Just don't ask for it."
Ning Baimei calmly filled a cup of brewed tea and gently pushed it in front of Qing Songzi: "This is what you said."
Qingsongzi's eyes widened: "Huh?!"
Ning Baimei smiled softly, stretched out her hand and took the scabbard into her hand. After looking at it casually, she inserted it into her sleeve - and then the long scabbard disappeared.
He was so cheerful, Qing Songzi felt a little uncomfortable, and kept scratching his head: "This is wrong, why did you agree so easily? Did Master Dao pay too much for me? How about we start again? Talk?"
Ning Baimei took a sip of tea: "In that case..."
He glanced at Fu Qingzhou: "If you go to Zhangjian Academy in the future, you can Feel free to browse.”
Fu Qingzhou’s eyes lit up.
But Qing Songzi was still dissatisfied: "Not enough! What's so great about it, my collection of Wuweiguan books will be reduced?"
Ning Baimei turned his attention to Tang Jiao again.
"Well...you are the daughter of Tang Zhun, the former minister of the Ministry of Rites, right?" He said lightly.
Tang Jiao was shocked, her whole body tensed up instantly, and she clearly had the urge to escape.
Unexpectedly, Ning Baimei said something next...
"Tang Zhun's crime will be pardoned from today onwards. The men will be exempted from the crime of betrothal, and the female family members will be escorted out of the Jiaofang Division. Each will compensate them with gold, silver and land. Tang Zhun's body will be moved from the mass grave to the Tang family's ancestral tomb, and it will be included in the history books and genealogy. , all officials were reinstated."
Tang Jiao's eyes were filled with tears instantly!
She couldn't hold it back any longer, jumped up suddenly, and was about to kneel down to Ning Baimei.
But Fu Qingzhou stopped her.
“Don’t kneel.”
He looked at Ning Baimei coldly, the light in his eyes had faded: "Back then, you Mingjiange killed you when you asked, but now you pardon when you ask, don't you have the king's law? If Tang Jiao's father is not guilty, then he should also In the future, we will go to Beijing to report the injustice and file a case for vindication!"
Tang Jiao's face paused, and Ning Baimei also looked surprised.
“You kid!”
Qing Songzi was furious: “Didn’t I tell you to stop talking nonsense!”
“It’s okay.” Ning Baimei said softly: “Young man Man, why do you think this way?”
Fu Qingzhou frowned and said: "Is it strange? Dayan has Dayan's laws. Cases are decided according to the law. Right is right and wrong is wrong. Even if you want to be rehabilitated, you will have to find new evidence and overturn the previous case. How can there be any Is it such a trivial matter for you to decide life and death with just one sentence? "
"If you throw this out as a price today, what if we offend you again in the future?"
He sneered: "This kind of thing? Things cannot be given by others, and only those obtained by oneself are reassuring. "
"Interesting." Ning Baimei thought for a moment and said slowly: "In this case, I just promised to do the same for men and women. That's right, but for Tang Zhun's crime... How about I allow you two to investigate Tang Zhun's case in Beijing in the future?"
Fu Qingzhou turned to look at Tang Jiao.
Tang Jiao lowered her head and said softly: "Listen to brother."
Fu Qingzhou nodded and said to Qingsongzi: "Okay, you can continue bargaining."
Qingsongzi She glared at him a little, looked at Ning Baimei, and put on a naughty look: "Just now you just gave these two juniors benefits, what the hell do you care about me? Come out with something else."
" No more." Ning Baimei spread her hands: "You don't lack anything... As an elder, why don't you ask your nephew what he wants?"
Qing Songzi curled his lips.
Fu Qingzhou blinked: "I... really have three things."
(End of this chapter)