Chapter 773: Good Grandson

"Things are unpredictable."

Hot wind blew in his face, reed leaves fluttered.

Liang Qu stood on the riverbank, watching two tall ships in the lead, accompanied by several warships as wings, sailing out of the port, feeling inexplicable.

The Eight-Clawed King's matter wasn't over, and first, a Great Snow Mountain jumped out.

Jian Zhongyi's confession undoubtedly threw a huge rock into the calm lake, setting off big waves throughout Pingyang.

It was fortunate that Jian Zhongyi jumped out early. Last night, only Liang Qu, because he bore the heavy responsibility of "contacting" the Sea Shopkeeper, was able to rest. The people from the River Po Office and the Three Judicial Departments almost didn't sleep all night, and Su Guishan didn't even come back for dinner.

And to prevent this newly promoted Jiang Zongshi from escaping halfway, he was fed soft-bone pills, forbidden, and still escorted personally by two Perfected Form Grandmasters, Wei Lin and Xu Yuelong.

There was no need to worry about the lack of a Prefect. According to what Jian Zhongyi said, he had arranged everything before confessing. At least there would be no problems within the year, and the new Prefect could take over smoothly upon arrival.

"Not peaceful."

Liang Qu broke off a reed, removed the leaves, and threw it into the Great Marsh like a sharp arrow.

He felt he was very lucky to have been reborn in Pingyang. Although there was a Ghost Mother Sect ready to move nearby, it was a coward without a basic foundation, dying a little and weakening a little.

The Great Snow Mountain, the Northern Court, and the Southern Frontier were completely different. They had their own foundations, losing repeatedly but fighting repeatedly.

If he had really fallen to the border, life would be called difficult.

Passing by a tea stall.

The villagers were discussing very enthusiastically, almost overcrowded.

Such a big thing happened, many people could even rest from farm work, all running out to hear the first-hand news. And after one wave of discussion ended, new ignorant people joined, and the original listeners became new narrators.

"Eh, heard that Prefect Jian was harmed by a scripture called 'Greed, Hatred, and Delusion', and his brain was muddled, so he did wrong things, unable to help himself."

"Brain muddled? Really or fake?"

"Otherwise why so sudden? No one investigated, no one managed, he confessed himself. It must be that his conscience was discovered."

Conscience discovered?

Liang Qu heard the villagers' discussion and stopped his steps.

That's right.

He had the old monk's reminder, and after several years of getting along, there was a difference between closeness and distance, and he was directly full of "prejudice" against the Great Snow Mountain. Even though Jian Zhongyi had helped him, knowing he had mixed with the evil monk, he still felt Jian Zhongyi was pretending at the first moment.

But Jian Zhongyi's actions, falling into the eyes of outsiders...

"Really didn't expect, when Prefect Jian came to Pingyang back then, I even went to watch when he circled the Green Dragon. That was truly dashing. If you ask me, only a little worse than Master Liang." The toothless fisherman talked loudly. When he got excited, he held up his little finger, stepped on the stool with one foot, and his gaze crossed the villagers. "Master Liang!"

The fishermen turned their heads in unison.

The tea stall erupted in an instant.

"Master Liang is here! Master Liang, you are well-informed, tell us villagers, what exactly is going on with Prefect Jian?"

"Yes, yes, tell us!"

"Hey, what's the use of knowing so much? Can there be an extra jar of rice at home? Or two more catties of meat?"

Everyone laughed loudly.

The questioner didn't have much embarrassment: "Isn't it because I have nothing to do, just chatting!"

"That's right, besides, we can't get extra rice and meat here, but if we run into Master Liang, we can get an extra mouthful of tea!"

"Ha, Chen Erniu, you kid." Liang Qu threw it casually, and two coins of broken silver fell on the table. "Go drink."

"Thank you, Master Liang!"

"Don't thank me, thank Lady Liang."

"Ten thousand thanks to Lady Liang!"

"What are you doing?"

A shadow stood sideways, martial uniform fitting, Long Eying crossed her arms, leaning against the door wall, the little mirage dragon circling left and right like an accessory.

"You heard it?"

"Can't I hear it?"

The tea stall at the pier was a distance from home, but obviously it couldn't escape a Jiang Zongshi's ears.

"Can hear, can hear, everyone calls you Lady Liang, isn't that okay?"

"Call me what?" Long Eying narrowed her eyes and smiled lightly.

"Lady Liang."

"Call it again."

"Lady Liang, Lady Liang..." Liang Qu hugged Long Eying's willow waist, calling all the way into the courtyard, and found the door of the west wing closed again. "Where is Master?"

"Master has gone into seclusion." The little mirage dragon, out of place, turned around and couldn't wait to answer first.

"Did he say anything?" "Let Boss have new news, write a note and pad it under the porcelain bowl of daily meals. Boss, rest assured, I will help watch it well!" The little mirage dragon patted its chest.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Long Eying scratched the little mirage dragon's chin.

The little mirage dragon flicked its tail happily.

Last night, the old monk knew what Jian Zhongyi had done, but didn't have much language, nor did he have much intention to explain.

Liang Qu didn't know what the old monk was thinking, but regardless of what decision he made, he absolutely supported it with both hands, confirming that the old monk had nothing else for him to do.

"It's mid-August, accompany me to practice again, let's go to the Sea Abyss Palace at night."

"Good."

Deep water area.

White dragons danced wildly, the earth shook.

Boom, boom, boom!

Endless frost spread, the entire water area was covered in frost, and ice awls were stuck all over the silt.

A cross-realm sparring, the result still ended with Bai Yuan being frozen, but compared to the last time, he persisted a little longer.

Rest for a while.

Bai Yuan disappeared, Liang Qu gasped for two breaths, quite satisfied, having gained a few more insights into avoiding large-scale damage.

"The Third Prince has the ability to create dreams. After sparring once, the Elder can spar in the dream, right?" Long Eying questioned.

"I'm afraid I can't control it." Liang Qu admitted. "Dreams can only be for bitter practice, sparring with others is fine, but sparring with you, I'm afraid I'll accidentally fall into it."

The little mirage dragon's dreams could be called "omnipotent," the touch was exactly the same as in the real world, whatever he wanted would come. But Liang Qu never used it for other things, all used for bitter practice of martial arts, just worried that one day he would fall into it.

Some things cannot be used. Once used, there is dependency, and even neglect of people in reality.

Human hearts must have evil thoughts.

Liang Qu sometimes even had distracting thoughts about Long Yao and Long Li. He was not ashamed of this. After all, he was very young, and it was normal to have fleeting thoughts, but he wouldn't be proud of it either.

"Why is it easy to fall into it when sparring with me?"

Liang Qu narrowed his eyes: "You did it on purpose, right!"

"Has the Elder ever thought about it when dreaming?"

"Heart like still water!"

Long Eying blinked and pulled his sleeve.

"Yes, yes, yes, okay!"

Liang Qu was defeated, didn't give her a chance to continue asking, hugged Eying by the waist, 【Water Travel】 to the 【Vortex Channel】, and went to the Sea Abyss Palace.

Autumn was coming.

He couldn't have the slightest relaxation or carelessness.

Qingzhou.

Courtyards were laid out in layers, white walls were built high, and the flying eaves blocked most of the sunlight, unable to shine through the gloom of the inner room.

Jian Tianyuan lay tiredly on the rattan chair, his brows furrowed.

Don't know how long, his brows relaxed, and he let out a long sigh.

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl got up, rinsed her mouth, wiped the corners of her mouth, and was about to undress Jian Tianyuan.

"Truly withered."

Don't know what he thought of, Jian Tianyuan's relaxed brows furrowed again.

"Old Ancestor." The girl who untied the clothes suddenly looked up. "Forgot to tell you earlier, when I came, Master Xiaoxian and Master Xiangming asked you to go to the Bamboo Forest Garden."

"Bamboo Forest Garden, what for?"

"Slave doesn't know, it probably has something to do with Master Zhongyi. In the first half of the year, Master Zhongyi wrote saying he found a Jiang Zongshi opportunity and would come home in September. Now it's late August, perhaps it's this matter."

"My good grandson?" Jian Tianyuan beamed with joy upon hearing the name. "In the entire Jian clan, only Zhongyi is the most filial, willing to spend a huge price to send longevity treasures. I didn't love him in vain when he was young. Understood, go down first."

"Yes."

The girl turned and left.

Jian Tianyuan stared for a while, and when she went out the door, he suddenly called her back.

"August lotus seeds are ripe, go home and tell your mother I want to drink the brown sugar lotus seed soup she makes. Later, you and your mother come together and send a bowl."

The girl paused and bowed.

"Yes, Old Ancestor."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 774 =====