Chapter 136
Salvation
Chapter 136 Salvation
In early July, disaster came from heaven.
Fire struck the barren forests in the northwest, sea turmoil flooded the southeast, and plague was rampant in the two inner states.
For a time, there was turmoil inside and outside the court.
Jiang Yu was lying on the rocking chair in the courtyard when he heard the news.
"Lord Si Ming, your Majesty has sent someone to invite you again." A servant from the mansion walked to the side and whispered.
His voice was trembling uncontrollably. Lord Si Ming didn't want to die anymore. This was already the third time your Majesty invited you, but Lord Si Ming declined them all.
It doesn't mean that you have a headache or a body pain. It's always because of your poor health and you can't go to the court to participate in political discussions.
"Pushed." Jiang Yu closed his eyes and said.
The maid knelt on the ground and said in panic: "But, but... the palace envoy is still waiting for a reply outside..."
If she couldn't tell her why, her life would be at risk.
Jiang Yu raised his eyes and slowly sat up, his thin shirt sliding down and slightly open, feeling lazy and peaceful.
"Then let He Qing or Tao Qian do the talking."
"Thank you, Lord Siming. That servant will leave first." The maid stood up, her pale and frightened face gradually softened, and she quickly left the courtyard.
"When gods fight, mortals suffer." Jiang Yu looked at the strange colors on the horizon in a daze, sighed softly, and said helplessly.
half an hour later
Song Heqing ran into Jiang Yu's courtyard and said, "Master, he has been sent away."
Jiang Yu nodded, "Yes, I understand."
For a moment, there was no sound of anyone moving around him. Jiang Yu raised his eyes and saw where Song Heqing was still, not moving.
"Is there anything else?" Jiang Yu looked at Song Heqing's somewhat uncomfortable expression and asked in confusion.
Song Heqing looked up at the strange colors on the horizon not far away. There was a trace of worry on his usually calm face, and a different color reflected in his dark brown eyes.
"Did something happen up there?" Song Heqing said softly.
Jiang Yu stood up, looking past the green trees and high walls of the small courtyard and landing on the thick colorful clouds.
After a while, he said: "What does it have to do with us? I can't get up either."
Jiang Yu said this with a bit of anger. The experience of being chopped down during the tribulation was still vivid in his mind. Now if something happened, it was naturally none of her business.
There are many divine soldiers and generals in the God Realm, but it is not the turn of mortals like them to worry. It is a joke to say it.
Jiang Yu thought to himself.
Song Heqing stared blankly at the horizon and said nothing.
"But the common people will suffer." He murmured to himself.
Jiang Yu heard his whisper and remained silent.
What does the common people have to do with her?
Who is not alone, how can he care about others?
"Maybe I shouldn't have let you enter the path of love in the first place." Jiang Yu sighed and said.
Song Heqing looked away and asked with some confusion: "Why?"
Doesn’t Master want me to become a gentleman who takes the world as his own responsibility?
Grant a gentleman to hold a famous sword and be affectionate to the world.
Jiang Yu frowned, his usually flat brows furrowed slightly, and a rare surprise flashed across his starry eyes, "I only want you to be worthy of yourself and me. As for saving the world... it all depends on your own heart."
Of course, salvation is not something everyone can say.
Back then, when he picked up Jiang Feiwei and taught him how to practice, it was also in such weather. The cicadas were chirping in midsummer and the breeze was hot. He practiced basic swordsmanship hard and was sweating profusely after a while.
The flushed face was full of high spirits.
At that time, Jiang Yu was also reading a book under the dark tree, looking leisurely. He looked at Jiang Feiwei running over covered in sweat and felt disgusted.
He jumped off the rocking chair and ran away dragging the rocking chair with him.
But Jiang Youwei held the wooden chair legs tightly to prevent her from running away, "Jiang Yu, why are you running?"
"Look, you're covered in sweat, and you don't know how to use your spiritual power to cover it up. Don't come close to me!"
Although he said he was disgusted, Jiang Yu still performed the Body Purification Technique to remove all the sweat from his body.
Looking at the clean and fresh person in front of him, Jiang Yucai returned his wooden chair to its original place and sat on the chair again.
"Thank you, sister." Jiang Yuwei walked to Jiang Yu and said sweetly.
Jiang Yu rolled her eyes at him, "If you have anything to do, call me sister, if you have nothing to do, call me Jiang Yu. I see you are getting more and more cunning."
Jiang Fei smiled slightly and did not deny it, "It's not a trick, it's just an expression of gratitude."
"Thank you? Can you express your gratitude with just one sentence?" Jiang Yu sneered.
"Sister, sister, sister Jiang, good sister..." Jiang Youwei squatted next to Jiang Yu, resting his chin on the armrest of the rocking chair. His deep eyes stared at Jiang Yu unblinking, and his long eyelashes looked very obedient. .
"Stop, don't scream." Jiang Yu reached out and poked Jiang Youwei's forehead with his slender white knuckles, "Take your head away, don't put it here."
"Tell me, is this thank you enough?" Jiang Yuwei took the opportunity to say.
"Enough, enough, get out of here." Jiang Yu retracted his hand and said helplessly, "Shuzi, I am really lucky to have a disciple like you!"
If someone asked about blessing, Jiang Yuding would say with disgust, the blessing of being angered to death and ascending to heaven as soon as possible.
Even the thunder punishment to overcome the tribulation is saved, and the happiness soars.
"What kind of person do you want me to be? You are not satisfied with anything I do." Jiang Fei lowered his eyes slightly and pursed his lips slightly, looking a little disappointed.
"What kind of person you will become in the future depends on what you want to be. Whether you are a cultivator who supports justice or a person who takes care of yourself is entirely up to you." Jiang Yu said casually.
But she remembered Jiang Feiwei's answer: "Then I will be a cultivator who supports justice and walk around the world with you, holding a sword for justice and suffering."
Jiang Yu couldn't help but chuckle, but Jiang Hewei looked sideways, and Jiang Hewei's eyes darkened slightly, "Why are you laughing?"
"To be honest, Jiang Feiwei, a cultivator of the ruthless way, is it really reliable to say this?"
Jiang You raised his eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Yu with some hurt, "Am I just a selfish person in your heart?"
"I didn't say that." Jiang Yu retorted, but only she knew clearly that Jiang Feiwei was indeed a somewhat cold and selfish person in her heart.
She also knew that this was because he had been living outside for many years and had inevitably become tainted with sophistication.
The final outcome was that the two broke up on bad terms. Although Jiang Feiwei later pretended that nothing happened, the two remained the same.
But think about it now...
At that time, she didn't notice Jiang Maywei's emotions, she just felt that his temper was so volatile, now that she thinks about it, might he start to be dissatisfied with herself at that time and feel resentful in her heart.
When you start to hate someone, you will get out of control, so Jiang Feiwei has been resenting her for a long time, secretly hiding it in his heart and not daring to show it.
No wonder, no wonder.
Later, Jiang Yuwei was unwilling to call her sister again, let alone master, even if he helped him, he was not willing. At that time, Jiang Yu only felt strange.
Wondering if she would never grow old, Jiang Feiwei gradually grew up and matured, and was unwilling to call a woman who looked about the same age as her sister or master anymore...
Thinking about it this way, he would eventually plot against her together with the Jiang family. It was all out of spite and had been planned for a long time.
(End of this chapter)
In early July, disaster came from heaven.
Fire struck the barren forests in the northwest, sea turmoil flooded the southeast, and plague was rampant in the two inner states.
For a time, there was turmoil inside and outside the court.
Jiang Yu was lying on the rocking chair in the courtyard when he heard the news.
"Lord Si Ming, your Majesty has sent someone to invite you again." A servant from the mansion walked to the side and whispered.
His voice was trembling uncontrollably. Lord Si Ming didn't want to die anymore. This was already the third time your Majesty invited you, but Lord Si Ming declined them all.
It doesn't mean that you have a headache or a body pain. It's always because of your poor health and you can't go to the court to participate in political discussions.
"Pushed." Jiang Yu closed his eyes and said.
The maid knelt on the ground and said in panic: "But, but... the palace envoy is still waiting for a reply outside..."
If she couldn't tell her why, her life would be at risk.
Jiang Yu raised his eyes and slowly sat up, his thin shirt sliding down and slightly open, feeling lazy and peaceful.
"Then let He Qing or Tao Qian do the talking."
"Thank you, Lord Siming. That servant will leave first." The maid stood up, her pale and frightened face gradually softened, and she quickly left the courtyard.
"When gods fight, mortals suffer." Jiang Yu looked at the strange colors on the horizon in a daze, sighed softly, and said helplessly.
half an hour later
Song Heqing ran into Jiang Yu's courtyard and said, "Master, he has been sent away."
Jiang Yu nodded, "Yes, I understand."
For a moment, there was no sound of anyone moving around him. Jiang Yu raised his eyes and saw where Song Heqing was still, not moving.
"Is there anything else?" Jiang Yu looked at Song Heqing's somewhat uncomfortable expression and asked in confusion.
Song Heqing looked up at the strange colors on the horizon not far away. There was a trace of worry on his usually calm face, and a different color reflected in his dark brown eyes.
"Did something happen up there?" Song Heqing said softly.
Jiang Yu stood up, looking past the green trees and high walls of the small courtyard and landing on the thick colorful clouds.
After a while, he said: "What does it have to do with us? I can't get up either."
Jiang Yu said this with a bit of anger. The experience of being chopped down during the tribulation was still vivid in his mind. Now if something happened, it was naturally none of her business.
There are many divine soldiers and generals in the God Realm, but it is not the turn of mortals like them to worry. It is a joke to say it.
Jiang Yu thought to himself.
Song Heqing stared blankly at the horizon and said nothing.
"But the common people will suffer." He murmured to himself.
Jiang Yu heard his whisper and remained silent.
What does the common people have to do with her?
Who is not alone, how can he care about others?
"Maybe I shouldn't have let you enter the path of love in the first place." Jiang Yu sighed and said.
Song Heqing looked away and asked with some confusion: "Why?"
Doesn’t Master want me to become a gentleman who takes the world as his own responsibility?
Grant a gentleman to hold a famous sword and be affectionate to the world.
Jiang Yu frowned, his usually flat brows furrowed slightly, and a rare surprise flashed across his starry eyes, "I only want you to be worthy of yourself and me. As for saving the world... it all depends on your own heart."
Of course, salvation is not something everyone can say.
Back then, when he picked up Jiang Feiwei and taught him how to practice, it was also in such weather. The cicadas were chirping in midsummer and the breeze was hot. He practiced basic swordsmanship hard and was sweating profusely after a while.
The flushed face was full of high spirits.
At that time, Jiang Yu was also reading a book under the dark tree, looking leisurely. He looked at Jiang Feiwei running over covered in sweat and felt disgusted.
He jumped off the rocking chair and ran away dragging the rocking chair with him.
But Jiang Youwei held the wooden chair legs tightly to prevent her from running away, "Jiang Yu, why are you running?"
"Look, you're covered in sweat, and you don't know how to use your spiritual power to cover it up. Don't come close to me!"
Although he said he was disgusted, Jiang Yu still performed the Body Purification Technique to remove all the sweat from his body.
Looking at the clean and fresh person in front of him, Jiang Yucai returned his wooden chair to its original place and sat on the chair again.
"Thank you, sister." Jiang Yuwei walked to Jiang Yu and said sweetly.
Jiang Yu rolled her eyes at him, "If you have anything to do, call me sister, if you have nothing to do, call me Jiang Yu. I see you are getting more and more cunning."
Jiang Fei smiled slightly and did not deny it, "It's not a trick, it's just an expression of gratitude."
"Thank you? Can you express your gratitude with just one sentence?" Jiang Yu sneered.
"Sister, sister, sister Jiang, good sister..." Jiang Youwei squatted next to Jiang Yu, resting his chin on the armrest of the rocking chair. His deep eyes stared at Jiang Yu unblinking, and his long eyelashes looked very obedient. .
"Stop, don't scream." Jiang Yu reached out and poked Jiang Youwei's forehead with his slender white knuckles, "Take your head away, don't put it here."
"Tell me, is this thank you enough?" Jiang Yuwei took the opportunity to say.
"Enough, enough, get out of here." Jiang Yu retracted his hand and said helplessly, "Shuzi, I am really lucky to have a disciple like you!"
If someone asked about blessing, Jiang Yuding would say with disgust, the blessing of being angered to death and ascending to heaven as soon as possible.
Even the thunder punishment to overcome the tribulation is saved, and the happiness soars.
"What kind of person do you want me to be? You are not satisfied with anything I do." Jiang Fei lowered his eyes slightly and pursed his lips slightly, looking a little disappointed.
"What kind of person you will become in the future depends on what you want to be. Whether you are a cultivator who supports justice or a person who takes care of yourself is entirely up to you." Jiang Yu said casually.
But she remembered Jiang Feiwei's answer: "Then I will be a cultivator who supports justice and walk around the world with you, holding a sword for justice and suffering."
Jiang Yu couldn't help but chuckle, but Jiang Hewei looked sideways, and Jiang Hewei's eyes darkened slightly, "Why are you laughing?"
"To be honest, Jiang Feiwei, a cultivator of the ruthless way, is it really reliable to say this?"
Jiang You raised his eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Yu with some hurt, "Am I just a selfish person in your heart?"
"I didn't say that." Jiang Yu retorted, but only she knew clearly that Jiang Feiwei was indeed a somewhat cold and selfish person in her heart.
She also knew that this was because he had been living outside for many years and had inevitably become tainted with sophistication.
The final outcome was that the two broke up on bad terms. Although Jiang Feiwei later pretended that nothing happened, the two remained the same.
But think about it now...
At that time, she didn't notice Jiang Maywei's emotions, she just felt that his temper was so volatile, now that she thinks about it, might he start to be dissatisfied with herself at that time and feel resentful in her heart.
When you start to hate someone, you will get out of control, so Jiang Feiwei has been resenting her for a long time, secretly hiding it in his heart and not daring to show it.
No wonder, no wonder.
Later, Jiang Yuwei was unwilling to call her sister again, let alone master, even if he helped him, he was not willing. At that time, Jiang Yu only felt strange.
Wondering if she would never grow old, Jiang Feiwei gradually grew up and matured, and was unwilling to call a woman who looked about the same age as her sister or master anymore...
Thinking about it this way, he would eventually plot against her together with the Jiang family. It was all out of spite and had been planned for a long time.
(End of this chapter)