Chapter 552: Retreat
Fu Qingzhou knew that Ning Baimei was not in Mingjiang Pavilion.
After talking about it at the top of the hill last time, Ning Baimei said that he no longer pays much attention to political affairs and is less involved in Mingjiange affairs. He leaves everything to Li Jingzhe and Ning Wuwang. .
This is also the reason why Mingjiang Pavilion can still operate normally even though he often leaves the capital for several months.
Therefore, if you want to find him, you have to find his home.
Night was approaching, but Fu Qingzhou still rushed to Ning's house without stopping.
If he hadn’t met Hua Xiaolan and Hua Wuying, he would have had to leave right after he came out of Mingjiang Pavilion... After delaying for several hours, those who were captured in the Wulin League did not know how much punishment they would suffer.
But there is no other way. Now that I have met Hua Wuying, I must make this matter clear to him.
I hope that with Brother Hua’s determination, he can withstand this hurdle and move toward a brighter future...
“Before Alliance Leader Jiang became what he is now, he also hoped that Brother Hua could Truly unique.”
Fu Qingzhou sighed.
He felt a little sad - chatting with Hua Wuying today once again aroused the emotion in his heart.
In his opinion, the past Jiang Baichuan was equivalent to death, so how could it not be worth sighing for?
While thinking wildly, Ning Mansion has arrived.
Fu Qingzhou jumped out of the carriage, paid the money, and stepped on the thin snow on the ground to the door.
Ning Mansion is located in the northwest of the capital, not far from the Imperial City and Mingjian Pavilion.
In fact, in the nearby alleys and streets, all the imperial officials lived - these houses were naturally awarded by the imperial court.
But after jumping off the carriage, Fu Qingzhou clearly smelled a cold breath.
This is not murderous intent, nor malice, but just like... a mixture of conspiracy, city, blood, power, and copper coins.
He stood in the alley, looking around.
Long blue brick walls connect the courtyard gates of one wealthy family after another. Lanterns are hung in front of the courtyard gates. The lanterns shine with red light, but they can't dispel the chill of winter nights, nor can they dispel the thick smell in the alleys. "Official spirit".
Fu Qingzhou breathed out a breath of mist, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door of Ning Mansion.
The sound of thumping echoed in the alley, and was soon drowned in the sound of falling snow.
Not long after, the sound of footsteps came, the door creaked open, and a familiar face appeared in the crack of the door.
“Nvxia Ning!” Fu Qingzhou’s eyes lit up.
Yes, it was Ning Wushu who opened the door!
She is not dressed up as usual, but is dressed in ordinary women's home clothes. She lacks a bit of Jianghu's murderous aura, but there is no trace of the chivalrous spirit in her eyebrows.
"Oh, it's you?"
Seeing Fu Qingzhou, she also laughed: "Did you know that I returned to Beijing?"
Fu Qingzhou smiled awkwardly: "Well, I'm here to see Ning Bai...er, Mr. Sword Master."
"Oh, I thought you came to me for discussion." Ning Wushu didn't care and opened the door completely: "You came at the right time. If it were a few hours later, my father would have disappeared."
< br>"Huh?"
Fu Qingzhou was startled: "What's wrong?"
"Come in and talk." Ning Wushu said leisurely.
The two of them entered the mansion and walked slowly along the bluestone path in the small courtyard. Snowflakes were floating in the air and the cold wind was blowing gently, but there was no chill in Ning's mansion like they had in the alley outside just now.
On the contrary, Fu Qingzhou felt a little warm and calm.
"Father is going to retreat." Ning Wushu said: "Everyone in the house is preparing for his retreat today, but I have nothing to do."
Fu Qingzhou laughed: "No wonder It's you who opens the door..."
He was startled: "Master Xiangjian, do you want to go into seclusion?"
"Yes," Ning Wushu said softly. .
Fu Qingzhou scratched his head: "But why? People like Hui Jue and Jiang Baichuan are still fleeing, and there is a Hoyaer in Beiyi who is eyeing him, but Lord Ning chooses to retreat at this time? Is there any enemy that even he feels is in danger?"
Ning Wushu looked at him deeply: "I don't know."
Fu Qingzhou read a certain meaning from her eyes, and said in a daze: "Wait, no. Does it have something to do with me?"
"What are you thinking about?" Ning Wushu said with a smile: "Where do you get the qualifications?"
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "They passed. There are many courtyards in Ning Mansion, and you can walk along the path paved with bluestone slabs.
The atmosphere in the mansion is tense and orderly, and everyone is busy. These servants are holding various tools, cleaning, arranging, or moving, and no one dares to slack off at all.
"The place where my father retreats is a quiet room in the backyard of my house."
Ning Wushu said leisurely: "This retreat can last for several months or several years. Although he did not eat or drink during this period, he still had a great need for spiritual beings. Therefore, it was necessary to set up an array to capture and transform spiritual beings around the quiet room."
Going deep into the mansion, Fu Qingzhou quickly saw what she said. scene.
The servants and maids of the Ning Mansion were all surrounding a small room. There were things arranged on the ground around the room. Some places placed stones, some places planted saplings, some places placed a fish tank, and some places placed a fish tank. Plug in the weapons...
Fu Qingzhou has never learned formations and doesn't quite understand what they are doing.
But he saw Ning Wuwang, the eldest son of the Ning family, who was everywhere, giving instructions to his servants from time to time.
"Hey, little sister, Fu Shaoxia."
As soon as he turned his head, he noticed Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu, and smiled.
Fu Qingzhou saluted quickly.
Ning Wushu treated his eldest brother very casually: "He came to see my father, can he go in?"
"Of course." Ning Wushu said softly: "Father told me , He has been waiting for Fu Shaoxia."
Fu Qingzhou scratched his head: "Is this the case for masters?"
"Isn't this strange? br>
Ning Wu smiled and said: "A strong Xuanxing person, even if he does not practice the art of divination and calculation, his heart and soul are in correspondence with the heaven and earth. If someone wants to come looking for him, there will always be some sense."
"Okay. Now, since father is here, you can go in."
Ning Wushu patted Fu Qingzhou on the shoulder: "I heard that you have reached the seventh realm?"
She smiled smartly: "Come in now. The situation is really frightening, and it makes my hands itchy even more... After we come out, we will discuss and learn from each other."
After Fu Qingzhou said a few polite words to the brother and sister, he no longer hesitated. He strode into the quiet room.
There was nothing else in the quiet room except a straw mat and a pillar of lit incense.
Ning Baimei was dressed in plain clothes and sat cross-legged on the floor mat. There was an incense burner beside him, and the light smoke curled around him like fairy clouds.
"Coming."
He smiled at Fu Qingzhou and said, "Why are you here?"
Fu Qingzhou blinked: "You know that I am coming in advance, don't you know Why did I come?”
Ning Baimei chuckled: "I will ask Wuwu to go and say something about the Wulin Alliance. As long as it is found out that they have nothing to do with Wuli Village, Xiaoyu Pavilion and other matters, I will no longer embarrass them, and will not punish them arbitrarily. Release them back as soon as possible."
Fu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s so easy. It’s good to know the boss. It’s all done in one sentence.
"Thank you, Lord Ning."
He bowed seriously: "In this case, I will not disturb your retreat."
"Don't worry." Ning Baimei smiled slightly: "Last time, I asked you to think carefully about the inspiration Jiang Baichuan brought to you. Do you have any ideas?"
Fu Qingzhou was startled.
"Yes...if you didn't tell me, I almost forgot."
He slapped his forehead and sat down in front of Ning Baimei: "What I thought was that Jiang Baichuan was always escaping. The problems caused by his own mental state eventually led to the increasingly serious split, and the two personalities became incompatible."
"Subsequently, under the stimulation of Acheng, he had to face it. Due to the intense conflict, he forcibly merged his two identities, but in my opinion... it went astray."
Fu Qingzhou said softly: "Everyone has his own bright side and dark side. He used to separate these two sides, just like a cup of pure and transparent white water and a cup of pure black ink."
"But now, he The two glasses of water were mixed together, but the ink mixed into the white water would only make the white water turbid..."
He sighed: "I am the same way"
" I always thought about merging Qi Ran Jue and Yi Ran Jue, but if I really did this, in the end, I would only become a glass of water dyed black."
Ning Baimei smiled slightly: "That's right. Have understanding.”
But then, he asked softly: "So...how do you plan to completely pour out this cup of ink?"
(End of Chapter)