Chapter 16 The Head Husband

Not following the right path, Tuhan led the people along the path to the place where the guardian elders lived.

As the guardian elder, Su Po did not make things difficult for the disciple. After confirming the situation, he asked the disciple, "Don't mention this matter to anyone again, understand?"

The disciple didn't know what happened, but he knew that it must have something to do with the food box he gave him. He vaguely guessed what Song Yanqing might have done. clear."

Su Po waved him to push him away.

Walking to the door to confirm that the disciple had left, Tuhan came back again on crutches, and said in a hoarse voice: "Elder, the Shang Qingzong is a well-known and upright school, and there is a disciple who resorted to such despicable and vicious tricks. Is it just like this?" Let it go and not pursue it?"

Su Po was silent for a while, and asked back: "Pursuing? How do you want to pursue?"

Tuhan said angrily: "Song Yanqing has nothing to fear. It is nothing more than relying on the background of the Song family. Knowing that the Qing Emperor dared not punish him, he dared to act so recklessly. You might as well break the matter and make a big fuss. At that time, the family rules will be up. The other two elders think No punishment will do!"

Su Po slowly closed his eyes: "You know better than anyone else that under the influence of King Ning, the imperial court intends to wipe out the 'remnants' of King Ning, and some big factions are eyeing them. Annihilation, offending the Song family, the Song family only needs to reveal a little bit of meaning, and they can push Shang Qingzong into a desperate situation! Is it important for a Song Yanqing, or the life and death of my Shang Qingzong?"

Tuhan said sadly: "Elder, the Shangqingzong has no effect on the Song family. The reason why they reluctantly support it is because Song Shu is a disciple of the Shangqingzong. The reputation of bullying the master and destroying the ancestors is not so easy to bear. In particular, the identity of the Song family is purely for the world to see. Now the Song family is just waiting for an opportunity to give up the Shang Qingzong in a legitimate way. It is not because the Song family wants to protect the Shang Qingzong so much. This day will come sooner or later! This disciple still recommends to abandon this place and temporarily go into seclusion to wait for the future, otherwise you will just sit here and wait for death!"

"This is not about you marching and fighting. If you say you give up, you can give up decisively. You can talk about it in front of me. Don't mention it in front of others, lest others suspect your identity!" Su Po sighed lightly, and turned his head to look Looking at him, he said: "If the day you said really comes, remember, don't worry about this place, you leave immediately and go to Yaomoling to find your master!"

Tu Han hesitated to speak, but Su Po raised his hand to stop, "Okay, don't talk anymore, go back, and make sure to protect Niu Youdao. Dong Guo Haoran is quite good at physiognomy, since he can accept Niu Youdao as his disciple, there must be a reason, Don't aim at nothing, don't let him have an accident!"

"Yes!" Tuhan silently answered, turned and left.

It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, the auspicious day has come, and Niu Youdao, who has never been married in his previous life, made it up ahead of time in this life, tenderly and naively.

The red lanterns hanging under the peach trees, the lights against the peach blossoms, swaying with the wind on the cliff, is a bit poignant.

Although the Peach Blossom Spring looked festive with lights and festoons, the Shang Qingzong did not make a big deal of the wedding, not even a serious wedding banquet, let alone sending out wedding invitations to other sects of practice.

A group of inner disciples showed their faces, and Song Yanqing, who was among them, stared at Tang Yi and Niu Youdao, who were dressed in red makeup and covered with a red hijab, and their eyes almost burst into flames.

There are people on the left and right of him guarding him calmly, preventing him from acting recklessly, and will immediately restrain him if there is any abnormality.

"Sent to the bridal chamber!" The master of ceremonies sang loudly, and the couple was sent away.

After simply drinking two glasses of wedding wine, the guests dispersed, sighing, or shaking their heads, with different expressions.

On the contrary, many people were secretly amused when they saw Song Yanqing, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Everyone in the Qing Dynasty knew that this guy liked Tang Yi. Everyone likes a beautiful woman, but no one dares to argue with Song Yanqing, this time it's okay, some unknown junior spoiled this guy's good deed, and some people secretly gloated.

On the bridal chamber couch, a couple of newlyweds sat side by side, looking at the pair of burning red candles.

After drinking a glass of wine and removing the red hijab, the female disciple who was leading the ceremony retreated and closed the door, leaving room for the couple to play freely.

Niu Youdao, who was sitting on the sidelines, who was a bit bored, turned his head to look at the beautifully dressed bride beside him, and didn't know what to say. The key point was that he didn't know what these people wanted to do. I have been vigilant and pondering in my heart.

Tang Yi, on the other hand, sat there quietly, her expression extremely calm.

The two sat like this until dawn, without even touching their hands seriously. When someone knocked on the door outside and called for a room, Tang Yi finally got up and left.

Turning around, a famous female disciple came in and said to Niu Youdao: "Uncle Tang said that the sect still has some matters to deal with, so let's go first."

"Oh!" Niu Youdao nodded in response.

Without outsiders, he fell asleep and slept until evening.

After going out of the room, the decorated lanterns and red silk look a little dazzling in the quiet courtyard, and everything gives people a feeling of a lucid dream.

Out of the gate, I saw Tuhan was lighting the lanterns under the peach blossom tree. After lighting the outside, Tuhan passed by him again without saying a word, and entered the courtyard to light the lanterns inside.

Niu Youdao, wearing a big red robe, stood under the peach blossom tree, looking at the Shangqing Palace on the opposite cliff, and the lights on the opposite side were gradually turning on.

The night gradually fell, and the broken petals fluttered and fell on his shoulders with the wind.

That is to say, he met Tang Yi on the day of his wedding, and in the following days, he basically never saw Tang Yi face to face.

He lives here, but Tang Yi doesn't live here. Tang Yi only comes over every New Year's Eve to sit face to face with him for a meal. Afterwards, she won't sleep in the same room, but stay in another wing for a night. At dawn, he left again.

Quietness, tranquility, and loneliness are Niu Youdao's feelings about the life after his big wedding. When Chen Guishuo was around, there were occasional people who could chat with him.

But Tuhan seems to have some good wine, and he often gets drunk while holding the wine gourd. Only when Tuhan is drunk, Niu Youdao can take the opportunity to chat with him, and occasionally get some useful news.

It was also from Tu Han that Tang Yi became the head of the Shang Qing Sect shortly after her wedding!

In other words, he became the husband of the head of the Qing sect, but was under house arrest. Niu Youdao became more and more confused, what did Shang Qingzong mean to him like this? No clue, and no one told him any answers...

It's another spring breeze.

Under the peach blossom tree that never seems to fade away, a tall young man stands with his hands behind his back. He has handsome eyebrows, a three-dimensional face, firm and introverted, gentle and quiet demeanor, and long hair in a ponytail that is casually tucked behind his head. It also exudes a sense of laziness, which is Niu Youdao.

In the blink of an eye, Niu Youdao has been under house arrest for five years, and has changed from a young boy to a handsome young man.

For ordinary young people who are bored like this, they must be bored to death, but he is fine. The cultivation in the previous life is also subtly benefiting in this life. If you calm down, meditate, and have a quiet and inactive mind, it should be regarded as a closed-door practice.

Now that the matter has come to this point, he is not in a hurry. He believes that he will be able to leave here sooner or later, and leave here with his own ability. Although the Shang Qingzong did not provide him with cultivation resources, the amulet in his body is his greatest reliance!

So far, the amulet of transmission in his body has only been refined and absorbed two ways, but his cultivation has reached the peak of Qi refining.

And as the cultivation base gets higher and higher, the speed of refining and imparting the amulet will naturally become faster and faster. This is his confidence!

Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, and Yuanying, the cultivation bases in the legends are not mentioned later, judging from the news from Tuhan's mouth, there are not many masters in the world who have reached the level of Yuanying, and they have reached the realm of Yuanying All of them are the top masters in the world, and those at the Jindan level are already quite good masters.

At present, the three elders of the Shang Qingzong have reached the Golden Core Realm. There were two more before, but Tang Mu and Dong Guo Haoran, two talented Golden Core masters, have died. The rest are basically of the same generation as the two. Still in the foundation-building realm, the head Tang Yi seemed to have broken through to the foundation-building realm with the joint help of the three elders last year, and the other disciples were still hovering in the Qi-refining realm. So if you think about it this way, his current cultivation level is not low in the Qing Dynasty, but he is low-key and does not show it. When the situation is unclear and he is not sure enough to protect himself, he has no intention of revealing it.

He is in a good state of mind now. There is food and drink here, and it is quiet. It is a good place to practice with peace of mind. He heard that the outside world is chaotic, and he may not be able to find a better place to clean up than this, so he is not in a hurry to leave. .

After relaxing his mood for a while, Niu Youdao lay down on the deck chair under the tree again, smelling the faint fragrance of peach blossoms, and fell into a lazy and dozing state...

In the capital city of Yan State under the night, the lights are just on, the shops are everywhere, the streets are bustling, and it is very prosperous. The people's lives outside seem to have nothing to do with this place. The large number of beggars living in that dark corner seem to be living in another world.

A quiet mansion in the midst of the hustle and bustle, with the word "Song Mansion" written on it, it is the mansion of Song Jiuming, Lord Yan Tingwei.

A carriage arrived, and a man wrapped in a cloak got out of the carriage, stroked his beard and walked up the steps, which seemed a bit swaggering.

A servant quickly came out of the porter, bowed his head and said, "Mr. Cao!" Another porter quickly ran in to report.

After a few answers at the door, a man inside quickly walked out to meet him. Before the man walked out of the door, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "What wind brought Mr. Cao here? Please, please come inside!"

The person who came out to greet him in person was Song Jiuming's eldest son, Song Quan, who was already an official.

Although the visitor Cao Fengduo was white, he was one of Da Sikong's advisers and staff, so Song Quan was alarmed to come to greet him in person.

The two walked in side by side, talking and laughing, and went all the way into the living room in the inner courtyard to have tea.

After waiting for a while, Song Jiuming, who was dressed in casual clothes and fair-faced, came slowly. Both his appearance and complexion seemed to be well maintained, and the two people in the hall stood up.

Cao Fengduo cupped his hands and saluted, "I've seen Mr. Ting Wei!"

Song Jiuming hummed, walked straight to the chair and sat down, and asked earnestly, "Mr. Cao is here, but what is your order?"

"Exactly!" Cao Fengduo responded, and immediately lowered his voice, "Tomorrow, Shang Chaozong, the son of King Ning Shang Jianbo, will be released from prison..."

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