Chapter 2 Chapter 1 Nine Heavens and the Palace

Emperor Jiajing sat on the altar, his face sinking like water. In front of him, there is a thick stack of memorials, as well as the poems for offering sacrifices to the sky written on ivy paper.These memorabilia and Qing Ci are intertwined, just like the country of the Ming Dynasty, fluctuating in the alchemy of the gods. Half of the memorial is about Japanese pirates in the southeast, and the other half is about the years of famine in various places.All these disturbed Jiajing a little. Daming is blessed by heaven, auspicious and auspicious, and occasionally there are minor troubles, none of these courtiers can share my worries!

Jiajingyue's white Taoist robe fluctuated due to anger, revealing the memorial that he was holding tightly in his hand.The red words "Eight Hundred Miles Urgent" can be vaguely seen on the cover of the Memorial.Emperor Jiajing's knuckles turned white due to the exertion, but in the end, he sighed weakly, his whole body relaxed, and leaned on the agarwood chariot. Undoubtedly, this memorial is the source of Emperor Jiajing's anger. Emperor Jiajing raised his eyes, slowly moved over the white jade engraved with scriptures like flowing clouds, and finally focused on the person who kowtowed deeply under the stage.The man seemed to feel the majestic and fierce gaze, and trembled violently.

Jiajing sneered. He slammed down the piano vigorously, and there was a bang, and the sound of the piano falling to the ground was so loud in this quiet and spacious hall.The kneeling person trembled and almost fell to the ground. Jiajing's anger seemed to be smoldering with endless thunder, and it was about to erupt: "I set up An Ning, Qu Xian, Hami and other guards, and ordered you to be the general soldier of Ganzhou to guard the frontier fortress. Quan. What did you do to harm the fish and meat people?" The man tremblingly said: "Your Majesty, I owe the emperor's favor, and I dare not slack off in the slightest. How dare I exploit the common people!"

Emperor Jiajing said angrily: "So, how can the holy spring dry up!" The man didn't dare to argue anymore, he fell to the ground and kowtowed, blood spattered the white jade palace.Emperor Jiajing felt annoyed, waved his hands, and said, "Beat me to death with a random stick!" A few eunuchs agreed from a distance, and hurried forward, dragging the Ganzhou General Soldier down.The chief soldier's face was ashen, but he didn't understand until his death, how could the ever-flowing Qaidam holy spring dry up overnight? The screams in the distance gradually weakened, and finally turned into a moan, depressed and hoarse, it was the chief soldier who swallowed his last breath.

Emperor Jiajing's annoyance didn't diminish at all, he picked up a book of Qingci, and saw that it was full of gorgeous sentences in small letters with hairpin flowers.Even the words he liked to read most in the past could not arouse his interest at all. He threw away the green words impatiently, and sighed: "Could it be that God no longer favors me, so that the holy spring is dried up? I am a great treasure." , the sky is full of auspiciousness, why is the holy spring dry today?" He has practiced the way of immortality for more than thirty years. He has sought countless immortals and priests, but he still cannot escape from the mundane world. There are countless doubts in his heart.At this time, he was touched by the drying up of the holy spring, and had nowhere to vent his depression, so he wanted to call on all the officials in Gansu and Liangzhou to be severely punished in order to restore Tianxin.

The curtains were rolled, and the little yellow gate bowed to the ground to report: "King Wuyue asks to see you." Emperor Jiajing sighed, and said, "Let him come and talk with me, that's fine!" Xiaohuangmen bowed and exited, and after a while, a man with a crown and a crown and a mighty appearance walked in with great strides.He had a happy face, and seeing Emperor Jiajing, he knelt down and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Your Majesty!" Emperor Jiajing frowned and said, "Why do you come to make me angry at this time? The holy spring of Qaidam is dry, and I am unhappy."

King Wuyue got up and said with a smile: "My brother is here for this matter. It is a great joy!" Even though Emperor Jiajing doted on this younger brother, he couldn't help but feel displeased when he heard this, his face darkened, and he said: "This is a bad omen, where does the joy come from?" King Wuyue smiled and said: "My lord, although the holy spring of Qaidam has dried up, there is a small village outside Juyongguan named Tianshou Village. There is a thousand-year-old well in the village. A sweet spring suddenly gushed out a few days ago. The national teacher Wu Qingfeng is here. Seeing the celestial light spewing out with the spring water, I hurriedly used the supreme method to calculate that it was undoubtedly the holy spring of Qaidam. Although the holy spring dried up in Qaidam, it reappeared in Tianshou Village. This is not the blessing of the emperor. Huh?"

Emperor Jiajing suddenly stood up, his face beaming with joy: "You mean that the holy spring has been relocated, not really dried up?" The king of Wuyue bowed down to the ground again, kneeling three times and knocking nine times: "Presumably the heavens also sympathized with my emperor's virtue of loyalty, filial piety, flying Xuan and longevity, so he made the holy spring fly up to the holy couch. This is the blessing of the true son of heaven. Prosperity to the country and joy to the people!" When Emperor Jiajing heard this, he couldn't help but be very proud, the sadness on his face disappeared, and he hurriedly said, "Get up, brother, come!"

Xiao Huangmen hurriedly rushed in and knelt down, but they were all familiar with it, and said in unison: "Congratulations to Long Live Lord, congratulations to Long Live Lord!" Emperor Jiajing laughed loudly and said: "Today is the joy of the world, take my pen and paper!" He closed his eyes and shook his head, looking very proud.When the pen and paper came, he took the paper and waved it, and said with a smile: "Since Tianshou Village is so auspicious, it might as well be renamed Tianshou Village. Emperor Brother, you can go to worship the holy spring on my behalf and thank God. I ordered The ministers write good Qing Ci and you."

King Wu Yue bowed with a smile and said: "The emperor thinks that this time the heavens and the earth will bring great auspiciousness to the emperor, and he will not hesitate to move the immovable springs and change the hills and valleys of thousands of years, which is a great merit and blessing. The world can be this blessing Only the Son of Heaven is the only one. If you don’t come here in person, it will also let the heavens know your majesty’s heart in serving the heavens. Emperor Jiajing was very happy when he heard it, and felt that every word and every sentence came to his heart, and said with a smile: "In that case..."

Suddenly, a delicate and crunchy voice said: "Dijun, why don't Ruo Ruiling go for you!" I saw a person wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, coming gracefully and gracefully.She looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, but because she was born in the emperor's family, she already has great dignity, her beautiful face is unsmiling, and she has come here stepping on the stars.It was Zhu Ruiling, the youngest daughter of Emperor Jiajing, named Princess Yongle. This princess was born to Concubine Yong. Concubine Yong gave birth to one son and two daughters. The eldest son, King Jiai, Zhu Zaicui, died within a month of his birth. His daughter Guishan, Princess Zhu Ruixuan, died at the age of three. , so there is a lot of favor.Jiajing gave birth to six princesses, four of them died young, and only Yongle and Ning'an princesses remained, so they are extremely cherished.In addition, this youngest daughter has been smart since she was a child, and she can draw inferences about other cases from one instance, so Jiajing's eyes didn't move, she had already taken what she wanted.He has the same interests as Emperor Jiajing. He loves Taoism and can recite it at the age of three. There is a poem by Li Shangyin written on the door. Bicheng's twelve curved rails, the rhinoceros avoids the dust and the jade avoids the cold. There are many books in Langyuan with cranes attached, and there are no trees on the female bed, and there are no luan habitats. When the stars sink to the bottom of the sea, you can see them from the window, and when the rain passes by, you can see them from the other seat. If Xiaozhu is bright and determined, a pair of crystal plates will grow together. This is equal to the same interest and the same interest, and naturally he is loved by Jiajing, because Jiajing practiced in the Taoist place, only Princess Yongle did not need to be notified, and she could pass without hindrance.Only this princess is only called Jiajing by the emperor and daojun, not by the father and emperor. Meeting is also the head of Taoist courtesy, and it is not allowed to pay homage to the emperor and his ministers.Seeing Princess Yongle scurrying towards her, even the mighty King Wuyue could not help but bow and stand aside. Princess Yongle slapped Emperor Jiajing and said: "The emperor has not completed his hundred days of cleansing, so it is inconvenient to leave the customs. If Rui Ling goes for the emperor, one will share the worries of the father, and the other will let the daughter sympathize with the world once again. In order not to be this Bicheng Yuanjun for nothing." As soon as Princess Yongle appeared, Emperor Jiajing smiled all over his face. Although the relocation of the holy spring is a great joy, after leaving Juyongguan, it already belongs to the border between Hu and Han. In addition, the chieftain of Hu, Alda, has frequently violated the border in recent years, so Tianshou Village is really a dangerous place.Although Jiajing's heart towards Daoism was sincere, the lesson of Yingzong's civil fort change was still there, and he couldn't help hesitating when talking about the royal family's personal visit.Seeing Yongle volunteering at this time, he was naturally happy to see the result, and said: "Since Ling'er has said so, is there anything else I would not allow? It's just a matter of the state, you need to go in military uniform, and you must not reveal your identity. Just in case, I enshrine you as the great general who manifests the sage, and hold the Shangfang sword, as if I were here in person." He turned his head to King Wuyue and said: "Emperor Brother, let her go too. Juyongguan is near Hudi, so don't let Ling'er get any fright." King Wuyue bowed and agreed.Emperor Jiajing's face darkened, and he said: "Although the location of the holy spring has been moved, the loss of Qaidam must still be blamed. One month ago, Yang Jisheng, Minister of the Ministry of War, asked to depose Fangshu and fill the holy lake as a people's field. This You have provoked the punishment from the heavens, and you must not forgive it lightly. The emperor can take care of it together." King Wuyue frowned, and said: "I think the loss of the holy spring from Qaidam is not the fault of the emperor, nor the crime of the country, but because of Yang Jisheng's evil words to deceive the people and the anger of the gods. It should be exiled to the desert. You are not allowed to set foot on my Great Ming territory for the rest of your life." Emperor Jiajing pondered: "Is it too heavy?" King Wu Yue said with a smile: "The sky is the most important thing, and the emperor is the most important." Emperor Jiajing nodded slowly, and waved the two of them out.The sound of the bell came from Xiyuan, which indicated that Emperor Jiajing had started his daily routine of cultivation. Holding a letter in his hand, Yang Yi fell into deep thought. This is a very ordinary letter with only three words written on it.There is no valley left.The paper is ordinary gold sprinkled paper, the ink is ordinary rosin ink, and the characters are ordinary thin gold characters. But what is unusual is that under the letter, there is a seal, the seal of the Ministry of War of the Ming Dynasty. What's even more unusual is that this letter is hung beside the road that Yang Yizhi was traveling on. This is a desolate ancient road with few people going there, and the ink on this letter is still fresh, it seems that it has not been hung for a long time.That means that the person who sent the letter has already figured out Yang Yizhi's whereabouts. Yang Yizhi could have just smiled lightly and ignored such tricks of mystery, waiting for him to show himself, but the seal of the Ministry of War made him suddenly have endless concerns. Fortunately, Wuyu Valley is not far away, so there is no need to make a detour. In the early morning of early March, thick fog filled the air, and a huge white tent hung down between the sky and the earth, making the newly budding wildflowers beside the mountain road pale and heavy. Just like Yang Yizhi's mood at the moment. He knew that the death of the three elders of Wudang was to stir up disputes between Zhengdao and Huayin Pavilion.Although he believed that Zhuo Wangsun did not do this matter, he also knew that if he could not find out the truth within three months, the conflict between Zhengdao and Huayin Pavilion would be unavoidable. But how to check it?Seven days passed with no clue. The murderer left no clues, except for sword marks and palm wounds.But these two have no traceable value.The palm is the palm of the god of heaven, and the sword is the spring water sword method. Only the three elders of Wudang know the dry palm of heaven, and the secret spring water sword technique of Huayin Pavilion. If it is inferred from this, the murderer can only be Wudang Sanlao himself or Zhuo Wangsun. Yang Yizhi smiled wryly. He raised his head slowly, and saw a stone tablet not far in front of him, with mottled moss marks, and three big dark red characters could be vaguely seen, which was "Wu Yu Gu". It seems that the meeting place has arrived. The wind and fog cleared, and a person appeared in front of him. Someone he knew. Ou Tianjian from Wuyue Palace. With a smile on his face, Ou Tianjian cupped his hands and saluted Yang Yizhi. There was a trace of sarcasm in his smile, which made his respect look a bit false: "Mr. Yang." Behind him is a dense forest, shadowy in the thick fog, it seems that many people are hiding. Obviously, he didn't go to the appointment alone. In this dense forest, there must be hidden strength that he thought he could rely on, that's why he laughed so wildly. Yang Yizhi took a look at him, his face didn't change at all, and he also saluted him, but he didn't speak. He knew that Ou Tianjian was so confident that he must have something to rely on. Even if he didn't ask, he couldn't help but say it himself. Sure enough, the smile on Ou Tianjian's face couldn't hold back.He sneered and said: "President Yang is originally a person from outside the sky, and it is not available for Oumou to ask for a meeting on weekdays, but now he is willing to come to this barren mountain for a letter, which shows one thing. Recently, the leader has been bothering about common things I have no choice but to set foot in the mundane world." A meaningful smile appeared on his face, and he said slowly, "I don't know if this 'ordinary matter' is related to the death of the three Wudang elders who shocked the world?" Yang Yizhi glanced at him and said calmly: "Yes, I came here just to find out the truth of this matter." Ou Tianjian smiled and said, "I'm afraid Yang Meng's main thing is not only the truth, but also the evidence." He deliberately paused, and said word by word: "Let the world believe that Zhuo Wangsun is not the evidence of the murderer." Yang Yizhi's eyes flickered. Seeing Yang Yizhi's discoloration, Ou Tianjian couldn't help being a little proud: "Leader Yang must be surprised. On that day, the leader and Mr. Huayinge Zhuo met at Yusushan, and there was no second person present. How did Ou know the inside story?" Yang Yizhi did not answer. Ou Tianjian smiled and said: "The leader seems to have forgotten that Oumou came here at the order of the prince. And the prince has a stranger named Ri Yao who is the best at calculating fate and guessing the secrets. There is no one who can't know the troubles in the world. .include……" He didn't finish his words, but the meaning was very clear.Know everything, know everything, everything Yang Yizhi wants to investigate is naturally among them. Yang Yizhi's expression slowly changed. Ou Tianjian's face became even more smug: "Moreover, what the prophet has is not only the truth, but also enough evidence." He repeated repeatedly: "The only evidence in the world." This is indeed an attractive enough condition. However, the more attractive the conditions, the less simple the items to be exchanged. Yang Yizhi said indifferently: "What does the lord need Yang to do?" Ou Tianjian smiled and said meaningfully: "My lord is just a person who likes to make friends." Yang Yizhi smiled lightly, without hesitation at all: "Yang is used to being loose, but he can't make such a friend." Although there was a little disappointment on Ou Tianjian's face, there was a smile on his face in an instant: "My lord also knows that leader Yang is a fairy, and it's not so easy to recruit. So the lord specially ordered his subordinates to give leader Yang a favor as a token of appreciation." sincerity." He waved his hand, and a line of officers and soldiers came out of the dense forest behind him, each of them was heavily armored, with long knives out of their sheaths. But their knives were not pointed at Yang Yizhi, but at a prison car. The wooden railing of the prison cart had been soaked black with blood, and inside it was an old man with a beard and hair, who was sitting in a corner of the cage with his head bowed, unable to see his face clearly.His prison uniform was covered with bloodstains, and he seemed to have been severely tortured not long ago. Yang Yizhi was startled for no reason, his face changed suddenly, he grabbed Ou Tianjian's shoulder blades, and said word by word: "Who is imprisoned in the car?" Ou Tianjian didn't have time to dodge at all!Everyone behind him was startled, there was a "swipe", and several long knives were all placed on the neck of the old man in the prison car. Ou Tianjian was so painful that cold sweat dripped down his face, but he giggled.Because he finally saw Yang Yizhi panicked.Yang Yizhi's panic showed that he had enough bargaining chips. His laughter was hoarse, like a twitching poisonous snake: "This is Master Yang Jisheng, Shangshu of the Ministry of War!" Yang Yizhi's whole body trembled heavily, and he glanced at the prison car.Yang Jishenghao, with disheveled hair, was leaning in the prison car with his eyes closed. Under the light of the knife, his frail and emaciated body was like a reed after autumn, which would be broken by the wind at any time. Yang Yizhi's eyes like clear pools were filled with blood in an instant, all his gentleness and elegance collapsed in an instant, his hands suddenly exerted force, Ou Tianjian's shoulder blades cracked, and he said word by word: "Release him immediately!" Ou Tianjian was so painful that he almost passed out, but his smile was even more triumphant: "We are just the minions of the imperial court. We follow orders. With the martial arts of leader Yang, we can kill me and others. If you want to rob prisoners, you can rob them. If you want to save People save people. I just don’t know if Lord Yang, who has been upright and loyal all his life, will go with the leader?” He turned his head with difficulty and made a face to the officers and soldiers with knives. The officers and soldiers immediately put their swords back into their sheaths and stepped aside. Ou Tianjian hissed and said, "Leader, you might as well ask Mr. Yang yourself!" Yang Yizhi glanced at him, and suddenly pushed Ou Tianjian away. Several officers and soldiers frantically tried to support him, but they all fell heavily together. Yang Yizhi's figure was like a ray of sunlight piercing through the thick fog, and he had arrived in front of the prison car in an instant. . Yang Jisheng's haggard face was hidden under the white hair, and he looked very old.Recalling that resolute back, Yang Yizhi couldn't help feeling sore in his heart, and said softly: "Father..." Yang Jisheng's aging body trembled violently, and his closed eyes suddenly opened. Yang Yizhi's face was full of tears, he knelt deeply in front of Yang Jisheng, and nodded heavily. Perhaps, he traveled all over the rivers and lakes, trying his best to bear the morals of the rivers and lakes, just for the old man's hope and affirmation. It's just so that one day, I can re-enter that door and walk through that courtyard again. A deep bow is the ruthless years, the past that will be forgotten by force.It was Yan's father's thunderous anger when he walked out of the gate alone, and it was also the pain of his father when he was traveling thousands of miles in the rivers and lakes. It was the sparse sunshine in the courtyard, but I never forgot it. Thirteen years of youthful feelings, when we meet again, it is so bleak. He burst into tears. He never resented his father, but was deeply ashamed, ashamed that he had failed to bring honor to his strict father. Yang Jisheng's gaze fell on him, and he trembled violently again.Even if he is a towering giant tree, it is full of withered and yellow leaves at this moment.The fallen leaves return to their roots, where is his root? He can drive the weak boy out of the house, but he can't forget every little bit of raising him.Even if the years have changed, he still recognizes the person in front of him at a glance. It was the induction of bone and blood, letting him know that the young man kneeling in front of him was Jiaoer who had walked by his court countless times. Yang Jisheng slowly closed his eyes, he could only take one look. Thirteen years ago, he could only take a look at the end of kindness and righteousness. With this glance, can we forget all the honor and disgrace?Can this look break the desolation?Can this glance take away all the past Cheng Huan's knees?The past is like dust, but it is so heavy, like a serious illness. Yang Yizhi choked up and said, "Father, I'll save you..." Only when his hands touched the iron chain on Yang Jisheng's body, Yang Jisheng opened his eyes suddenly, and those eyes had become extremely resolute and sharp: "Stop!" Yang Yizhi froze in astonishment, staring at Yang Jisheng in a daze. In the tattered locks, Yang Jisheng's sharp gaze made Yang Jisheng look extremely majestic: "Who am I?" Yang Yizhi couldn't answer.He was completely shocked by this sudden question, and everything froze at this moment. Yang Jisheng said coldly: "I am Yang Jisheng, Shangshu of the Ministry of War of the Ming Dynasty!" Yang Yizhi was stunned. He stared at Yang Yizhi coldly, and said word by word: "I, no, yes, son, son!" Yang Yizhi suddenly raised his head, his face was as pale as paper.He stared blankly at the old man in front of him. Although he was old, decayed, and so haggard that he could hardly recognize him, his stubbornness and perseverance were still the same as before. Yang Yizhi felt a tingling pain spread from his heart to his whole body in an instant - this was a pain he had never felt in the past ten years, no matter how many injuries he suffered. Yang Jisheng slowly closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the prison car. His waist was straightened, and his body no longer trembled.All his energy and energy turned into majesty, supporting his aging from the rain, snow, wind and frost. Yang Yizhi still stared at Yang Jisheng blankly for a long time, then suddenly lowered his head, and vomited out a mouthful of blood, which stained his snow-like sleeves red. The world is speechless.The wind and fog are thicker. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. Only the blood that has never clotted on the sleeve. However, he still cannot see his father in prison, whether he admits it or not. "I am Yang Jisheng, Shangshu of the Ministry of War of the Ming Dynasty." "I have no son." Yang Yizhi smiled sadly, and bowed deeply to Yang Jisheng. This worship, how much helplessness, how much pain. Yang Jisheng still closed his eyes tightly, not looking at him. Yang Yizhi raised his head slowly, and hissed: "Then..." He lowered his head and coughed, suppressing the surging blood in his chest, and then he could say these three words with great difficulty: "Yang...Master Yang, what do you want to do with me? where to go?" Yang Jisheng turned his head away, without answering a word. Ou Tianjian interjected: "Your Majesty Yang has served the country loyally throughout his life. Although he temporarily committed a crime against the Holy Wrath, he will still serve the court sooner or later. If he leaves with Leader Yang, won't he be accused of escape from prison and bullying the emperor? In my opinion, Leader Yang should give up, unless there is an amnesty issued by the imperial court, Master Yang would rather splatter this place with blood than step out of the prison car." Yang Yizhi looked back at Yang Jisheng.He still sat with his eyes closed, but seemed to acquiesce. Yang Yizhi sighed, no one knew his father better than him.It is easy to kill him, but it is extremely difficult to make him bow his head. He had no choice but to say to Ou Tianjian: "How can the court's amnesty be issued?" Ou Tianjian said with a smile: "The matter of Lord Yang was decided by the Holy Majesty himself. Neither the Criminal Department nor the Supervisor of Rituals has the right to intervene, let alone other people? The holy spring has dried up, and the emperor is in a fit of anger. He will never spare Lord Yang lightly. But..." Yang Yizhi interrupted: "But what?" This time, he no longer had the patience to wait. Ou Tianjian remembered his duty, he didn't dare to tease Yang Yizhi anymore, and said: "The Holy Majesty ruled to exile Mr. Yang outside the Great Wall. It happened that General Xiansheng went to Tianshou Village to sacrifice to heaven, so he handed Mr. Yang over to the general to escort him along the way. The sword comes here, like a holy person, if you want to let Lord Yang go, you have to be the general. And the prince and the general are close relatives, if you make friends with Leader Yang, you will naturally speak well of Lord Yang in front of the general..." Yang Yizhi interrupted: "Where is Tianshou Village?" Ou Tianjian was stunned for a while, and seemed to understand something, and said: "Could it be that Yang Meng mainly went to Tianshou Village to plead with General Xiansheng? That is absolutely impossible. Generals, emperors and nobles, never interact with ordinary people, and have a weird temper. If the prince did not come forward, Hugh It is said that Master Yang was released outside the law, even if you let him listen to you more, it is impossible..." He rambled on, before he finished, Yang Yizhi repeated every word: "I just ask, where is Tianshou Village?" His voice was not high, but Ou Tianjian couldn't help but fight with his whole body. He couldn't help muttering: "Just go seventy miles north of Juyongguan." Yang Yizhi glanced at the prison car, but he couldn't help feeling another pain in his heart: "When will the prison car be taken to Tianshou Village?" Ou Tianjian had no choice but to reply, "Hurry up, it's only a three-day journey." Yang Yizhi looked up, and saw a small road to the north was hidden in the wind and fog. Or, he could escort the prison van all the way to Tianshou Village. However, Yang Jisheng didn't want to see him.What's more, he has more important things to do. Three days was not a long time, and he had to know who this manifested general who had never heard of before was. More importantly, how can I impress him and ask for a pardon for my father? Yang Yizhi sighed deeply, and slowly stood up straight, his snow-white sleeves were stained with blood, like winter plums blooming in the snow.He wiped away the bloodstains on his lips little by little, and his appearance gradually became as gentle as jade, leaving only a trace of pain in the depths of his eyes. He stood quietly in the mountain forest, the mist had gradually dissipated, and the first-born sun shone down from the sky through the haze of leaves, hanging on the man in white, covering his whole body with loneliness. In the vast land, he seemed to have been alone here since ancient times, without any dust. Finally, the trace of pain has disappeared, and there is only warmth and peace in his body. All the pain was buried deeply, as if it had never happened before.From this moment, he became that white-clothed, spotless man again. Since the age of fifteen, he has been like this, burying his pain. No one ever knew. The white clothes were like a floating cloud, passing by Ou Tianjian's side and disappearing beyond the cloud. With a soft sound, the sword on Ou Tianjian's waist fell to the ground and broke in two. Yang Yizhi's voice came from afar: "If you dare to show any disrespect to Master Yang within three days, you will have such a sword." Ou Tianjian felt as if he had been struck by lightning. It took a long time before he bent down to pick up the half-broken sword. His gaze towards the prison car was filled with awe.