The trees beside the river are like the moon.

Lu Min looked from afar and saw the beautiful scenery of Qingjiang.

The Pujiang Tower is located on a high hill. Five miles ahead is the surging river. The capital city is seven miles away. It can be seen from the four seasons of the year. It can be called a beautiful scenery. Just a glance from this place can see thousands of weather. There are many talented people who have passed down their poems in this book.

But not everyone likes art of elegance. Lu Min is the best among them. As the second prince of the Qi Dynasty, it is said that he is a reckless man, he does not like to study, and is vulgar as a market mate.

After all, the rumors are rumors. Although Emperor Lu Zhang of Qi is not very good to his son, he still does superficial skills.

I have been taught by a group of Hanlin bachelors for more than ten years. As long as I am not a fool, I can pass the imperial examination for the child.

Lu Min really doesn't like the saints in the book's precepts. She wants to forget them early, and she does it, but some things will still appear inadvertently in the mind.

For example, some sad poems.

The tip of the nose seems to smell the fragrance of chrysanthemum wine. The Double Ninth Festival has passed, but the trend of climbing high remains unchanged.

Even at the end of September, the autumn wind is getting cooler day by day, and the crowds of people in the Lujiang Tower are still everywhere, and scholars who are singing and singing can be seen everywhere.

Some are reunion of relatives, while others are separation from old friends.

Many things happen in this huge city of Taijing, and countless sadness and joy will be sent away.

"Commander, that one has arrived, and the man has just got off the ship."

A man dressed as a servant walked to Lu Min and whispered.

Lu Min has a special identity. Even if he chooses to hide in the dark, the Jinyiwei still cannot tell what he should call him.

After all, the second prince is still plotting to escape on the surface, and both inside and outside the court and the country regard the second prince as a dead person. It is impossible and will never become the heir to the throne again. In secret, isn’t the second prince also the “that person” that the Jinyiwei talks about?

However, compared with those who arrived in Taijing today, the second prince's "legacy" is obviously not enough, so that the term "that person" has been changed.

In fact, these Jinyiwei, who belong to the Secret Guard, were also puzzled. In other dynasties, even princesses who were crippled among the people were rare. Most of them involved the destruction of the country, the family, and the dynasty changed. The change of the prince of the raccoon only appeared in the storybook. The Qi Dynasty was better. Two princes had already "lost" among the people. One of them was the legitimate prince, Emperor Yongchen and his mother's brother.

What makes them even more difficult is the current relationship between the royal family: the prince who is plotting against rebellion is invisible as the leader of the secret guards, the prince who is left among the people has unknown intention to return to Beijing, and the third and sixth princes who seem to be competing for the royal brother Chengsiquan, it is simply a mess!

Even Emperor Yongchen, who is sitting on the throne of the Nine Dragons, is not a good deal of fuel. He has never concealed the murder of the monarchy and has never seen the heir emperor who ascended the throne and did not accept filial piety. Emperor Yongchen just did this. The cabinet ministers were so secretive, and the other civil and military officials were shocked.

If an emperor is not afraid of the long-lasting mouths of later generations and does not care about the writings of literati, then is there anyone who dares to "fight for fame and advice"?

Perhaps other dynasties can have it, but after the Qi Dynasty was established, the dynasty, which was killed by Lu Zhang, had absolutely no cherry blossoms.

“The commander…”

The secret guard called in a low voice, feeling extremely uneasy.

He is a person with a low official position and just wants to get out of this business as soon as possible.

Seeing him like this, Lu Min almost smiled, as if everyone thought that these princes were going to have sex with each other.

However - the brother who was wandering outside had never met before, so it was a bit difficult.

Lu Min's expression frightened. If the other party's intention is not good, he will do his best to not allow the other party to step into the palace.

***

Yan Cen stepped on the sampan and for some reason his body shook.

Fortunately, I had high light skills and stabilized it in time and did not fall into the water.

"Young Master Yan?"

"Nothing happens."

Xiao Baihu wanted to speak but stopped. Along the way, Yan Cen was like a stone carving, huddling in the corner without moving.

The martial arts master should not have bloodlines due to sitting for a long time, so there is only one explanation left. Yan Cen's mood is complicated and unable to control it, and he was in a daze.

Xiao Baihu had some sympathy, but the Lu family's ruined business was too outrageous and adhered to the principle of a few mistakes and not dying. Xiao Baihu decided to pretend that he didn't see it. Anyway, he was not the one who really made the decision on the boat.

"The letter from the Palace Commander arrived in Taijing one day earlier than us, so arrangements should be made here."

Xiao Baihu accompanied him with a smile and greeted the person who walked out of the cabin behind him, "Master Meng, Doctor Mo, please come here."

Meng Qi put his hands behind his back and slowly said, "When I arrived in Taijing, this title is just a name. Otherwise, I would have asked someone to listen to me and think I was a liar from where Lu Qi came from the mountains and forests of the old forest."

Xiao Baihu choked.

In the past, he had to complain in his heart, but this trip to Jiangnan made him see Meng Qi's method, which was the time to be convinced.

Meng Qi saw Xiao Baihu's awe and caution, and turned his eyes and sighed deliberately: "There are not as many juniors as us. I am just a matter of silence. I am just seeing me, and I am not on the way to become a marquis and ministers. If I stand in front of the Marquis of Jingyuan, and be commanded by hundreds of thousands of troops to sweep the famous generals who defeated the pirates in the east and destroyed the pirates in the West Ding Grassland, then that is powerful... I am afraid that if you glance at you, you will faint!"

Xiao Bai's head hung lower, almost humbly leading the way forward, like a shop assistant.

Mo Li looked at Meng Qi silently, who raised his eyebrows slightly and looked innocent.

——Stop pretending, Xue Lingjun told him that you were the one who scared the official fainted after just a glance back then! He actually pushed it to Marquis Jingyuan. Is this the fault of his friend? Marquis Jingyuan sneezing even when he was lying in the coffin!

Meng Qi blinked and bragged for his friends. What's the problem?

Mo Li: "…"

Xiao Baihu noticed that the atmosphere was not right and turned his head in confusion.

Meng Qi was watching the river view, and Mo Li stepped onto the sampan with a medicine bag on her back.

Strange, I always feel like something is happening.

Yan Cen was indeed confused, but it was not because of his identity, but something he knew accidentally.

"Brother Ling is terminally ill, and there is not much time left. You can exchange for a glimmer of hope for Brother Ling."

Yan Cen thought of that day that Meng Qi found himself and said solemnly.

"Gong Jun didn't know about this matter at all, and he ordered his brother not to reveal it." Meng Qi looked at Yan Cen and said in a deep voice, "If nothing unexpected happens, I may not speak about this matter. It is just because my brother is seriously ill and the medicine is useless to do it. The only way to take risks is to use spiritual energy to instill internal energy and re-renew the qi and blood, or to prolong life for three or five years. Doctor Mo's method is only available to blood relatives within three generations. The closer the bloodline, the more effective it is, but it is extremely exhausted. If it is not for the extreme internal energy, it cannot be supported. It is just for life to exchange for life."

Yan Cen didn't speak at that time, instinctively thought of himself, and felt hope was slim.

It was like a clumsy child holding sand in his palms. He neither dared to let go nor could he use force. He only foreseeed that he would never be able to save anything.

"But this internal force... was not something I practiced..."

The internal strength given by Master Yuanzhi before his death was deep and gentle, and the Buddhist sect was also peaceful and central, but Yan Cen himself was deeply trapped in the abyss of hatred and lost control several times. In addition, the remaining poison of the trapping force was tortured, if Meng Qi and Gong Jun were not taking care of him all the time, he would probably be crazy.

"You and Master Yuanzhi go out to the same temple, and your skills are the same. As long as you go to seclusion and calm down, you can turn this internal force into your own use within 30 days." Meng Qi paused and said in a stressful tone, "I know that you are unwilling to do this because you are unwilling to admit the fact that Master Yuanzhi passed away, but you have no time."

Although it is cruel, it must be avoided if it should be done.

Meng Qi decided to be this evil man himself and not let Mo Li speak.

——He took the person back anyway, Mo Li was still in Hua County at that time!

"You want to avenge the soldiers of Xuanchuan Pass, and to avenge the monks of Ning family and Baoxiang Temple. The King of Suo and the Master of Shenglian Temple are in Jingzhou. Are you following me to find the culprit with an internal force that has not been completely refined, or to save Brother Ling and at the same time save yourself?"

Yan Cen was trembling all over, and he remembered the eyes of Master Yuanzhi when he passed away.

All disasters and turbidity will be kept in the world.

Master Yuanzhi hopes to survive.

Hate is important. Even if you cut your enemy into pieces, it is difficult to relieve your grief and anger. However, before that, the living person is more important and you will never be able to recover if you miss it.

Yan Cen's tears fell like rain, and his palm smashed the stone table, dripping blood.

So in the end he did not appear in Nanping County, nor did he participate in the Qi army's rebellion, and Fengxing Pavilion chased and killed the remnants of the Holy Lotus Altar.

Thirty days, no longer, no shorter.

Yan Cen tried his best to forget everything when he was in seclusion. When he stepped out of the room, he saw Meng Qi Moli who came back from Jiangxia to wait for him, the panic in his heart slowly emerged.

What if he fails? What if he doesn’t even arrive in Taijing and his brother dies of illness?

He rushed to the road with his head buried, nothing.

The closer he was to Taijing, the deeper the fear in his heart. Yan Cen regretted that he did not study martial arts harder and did not stay in Baoxiang Temple. Although he knew that this was useless, he still couldn't help but blame everything on himself, especially when he saw and felt the unnecessary deformed arm.

As soon as he was born, he "eats" his brothers and harmed his mother.

Monsters and monsters!

Who can such a person save? Who can he save?

"Yan Cen."

A gentle and peaceful voice brought Yan Cen back to the present world.

Yan Cen's face was pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Mo Li handed over a medical book, and his palm seemed to carry a strange calming force, and so did his words.

"I heard that Master Yuanzhi is a master of herbal medicine and can cure headaches and fever. You should learn some of it. When you return to Shimo Mountain Village, it will also come in handy."

By the way, Shimo Mountain Village. Yan Cen suddenly came to his senses. He was not really sakura.

With his fingers tightly grasping the medical book, Yan Cen squeezed out a smile, but it was even worse than crying.

"Taijing has a good acupuncture master. If you buy a pair, you will have extremely high requirements for acupuncture and acupuncture and acupuncture, and it will be difficult to get a master in three to five years. However, those who learn martial arts have such advantages in life. As long as you are willing to learn with your heart and do not seek to save the world, you can do your best to save the people around you."

Mo Li gently patted Yan Cen's hand tightly and whispered, "Pick up the weapon in his hand, anyone can kill people, but in fact anyone can save people."

"Thank you...Doctor Mo."

Yan Cen took a deep breath, and before he could calm down, he saw a fast horse running towards the dock.
To be continued...