Qin Tiexin walked out of the palace gate, his steps smooth, but the phrase "Bloodline Curse" was still in his mind, and he couldn't calm down no matter what.
This sentence always made him feel that something was connected, but he had no clue yet.
He looked normal and followed everyone back to the square outside the palace.
After the canonization was completed, each chief officer and colleague came forward one after another. Congratulations and greetings were heard one after another. People came and went in the square, which added a bit of excitement to this solemn hall.
Lin Chuan was surrounded by several military generals and talked for a long time.
Those people patted his shoulders and spoke warmly, obviously they valued this Star Selection tenth boy.
Qin Tiexin was waiting aside, occasionally glancing at the palace door, looking at the officials coming in and out. His mind was not here, but his face was not revealed. When someone came to talk to him, he would raise his hand with one hand in return, neither humble nor overbearing.
He didn't look back until Marquis Lin came out.
Marquis Lin was accompanied by two civil servants, talking something as they walked. Seeing him and Lin Chuan waiting, he bowed his hands towards the two people and strode over.
"Let's go home." Marquis Lin said.
The three of them walked out of the palace gate and got into the carriage.
Marquis Lin sat in the main seat, Lin Chuan and Qin Tiexin sat on both sides. The curtain fell, and most of the noise outside was blocked, leaving only the sound of wheels running over bluestone.
"Dad, Jade Star City, was it you who arranged it?" Lin Chuan still couldn't hold it back and asked directly.
Marquis Lin nodded and leaned his back against the car wall, "According to my opinion, you should have gone to the military to sharpen your skills. This time Star Selection, your temperament is much calmer, and you are stronger than I thought."
He said, turning his head and looking at Qin Tiexin.
He understood that Lin Chuan's composure was due to Mingjue. In these thirty days of Spirit Vein's practice, plus the previous life-and-death battles of Secret Realm Trial and Arena Trial, he could see Lin Chuan's growth.
In the past, Lin Chuan had talent and tenacity, but he was always lacking in strength. After all, he had never experienced any major hardships or blows since he was a child. He always felt unsteady and had no ambition to win.
After returning from this trip, he has grown a lot more than before. I don't know what happened in the palace.
Qin Tiexin didn't answer, just nodded slightly.
Marquis Lin looked away and thought of what another friend said about deciding where Mingjue should go.
When conferring the position, the emperor thought highly of this warrior monk.
He has strong combat power, a stable temperament, a clean life experience, and has excellent weapon refining skills.
It was already a great gift to build Zhaoming Temple on Pure Light Mountain in the suburbs of Ten Thousand Stars City, and to give it the royal title, but the emperor felt it was not enough, and added a position of teaching Monk Soldier Corps, which shows that he valued it highly.
It was a pity that he was a monk, otherwise, the emperor would have wanted to train him in the army, and even thought of marrying him into the royal family.
But after being in contact with him for so long, Marquis Lin also saw that Mingjue's "Buddha-nature" is actually very low.
He has no reverence for Buddha in his bones, it's all on the surface.
Reciting sutras, observing precepts, and holding up one hand are all done in a decent manner, but those are all rules, not beliefs.
Compared with that little monk Ming'an, there is a huge difference. Ming'an's eyes are bright when he chants sutras, but Mingjue's eyes are flat when he chants sutras.
There is no telling which day this Mingjue will return to secular life.
Such a person is strong, stable, and has good friends with Lin Chuan and Lin Feng, which is their Lin Household's blessing. Marquis Lin thought of this and nodded secretly in his heart.
"Dad, Xu Ying she..." Lin Chuan spoke again, her voice lowered, her face slightly red.
Marquis Lin smiled, with a hint of understanding in that smile, "My father knows everything about you and Xu Ying. My father is not someone who doesn't understand romance. Waiting for you Core Formation, your mother and I will go to Xu Household to propose marriage."
Lin Chuan blushed, from the roots of his ears to his neck. He turned his head away and stopped talking. He clenched the fabric on his knees with his fingers, tightening and loosening them.
Qin Tiexin was listening, and the corner of his mouth moved almost imperceptibly, and then suppressed it again quickly.
But the thing in my heart was getting heavier and heavier.
Bloodline Curse.
How could an emperor fall for such a sinister thing? Broken Arm only said this sentence in the palace, but he still feels cold on the back of his neck.
It seems that there is a big conspiracy behind this incident.
As the carriage arrived at Lin Residence, the sound of the wheels gradually slowed down and stopped in front of the red lacquered gate.
At the door of the house, Madam Lin is already waiting.
She held Ming'an in her arms and held Lin Wei in her hand.
Today Marquis Lin talked about the canonization before going to court, but she had to see it with her own eyes before she would feel relieved.
Ming'an saw Qin Tiexin from a distance, broke away from Madam Lin's hand, ran over, and hugged Qin Tiexin's legs. The little arms were tightly wrapped, the little face was raised, and his eyes were bent into two crescents with a smile.
"Brother! You are back!"
Qin Tiexin bent down and picked up Ming'an with one hand.
The little guy threw himself on his shoulder, and just as he was about to hug him with his little hands, Qin Tiexin turned sideways quietly, letting Ming'an's hand fall on his left shoulder. The movement was very natural, as if he had adjusted his hugging posture.
Ming'an didn't realize it, so she put her arms around his left shoulder, buried her face in his neck and rubbed it.
Qin Tiexin made a note in his heart.
You have to find an excuse to go out for "treatment" and expose your right arm. It's not a problem to keep hiding it like this. Ming'an is getting bigger and bigger, and there is no guarantee that one day it will be in the wrong place.
"I've met Madam." Qin Tiexin saluted Madam Lin.
Madam Lin responded with a smile, then pulled Lin Chuan over and looked him up and down. She reached out and patted Lin Chuan on the shoulder, then squeezed his arm.
"I'm stronger, my cultivation is higher, and I'm energetic."
The family entered the main hall, and Marquis Lin explained the arrangements between the two of them again. After hearing this, Madam Lin smiled happily and said "ok" several times.
"Okay, everything is fine. Chuan'er This time, it can be considered that he has gained experience."
Lin Wei was sitting aside, and when he heard Lin Chuan go to Jade Star City, Xu Ying also wanted to follow, covering his mouth and laughing.
Lin Chuan glared at her and her ears turned red again. Lin Wei smiled even more happily, her shoulders shaking.
Lin Wei also participated in Star Selection this time, but did not achieve any outstanding results.
Her Spirit Root talent is not bad, but her opponent is too strong, and she has no skills that she can use, so she is no better than Arena Trial.
There were several waves of people who invited her, but she rejected them all. She knew her own merits, and most of those people came because of the names Marquis Lin and Lin Chuan.
She plans to go back to the Supreme Splendor Academy, study for two years, practice Kungfu for two years, and wait until her cultivation level improves before taking part again. Star Selection has too many geniuses in a century.
Thinking of this, Lin Wei turned around and asked Lin Chuan, his eyes bright. "Brother, where did Sister Lan go?"
"Stay with the Supreme Splendor Academy to teach spells." Lin Chuan said.
Lin Wei's eyes lit up and he almost jumped out of his chair.
"Great, then I can be with Sister Lan again in the past few years." She clapped her hands and smiled with crooked eyebrows.
After sitting for a while, Qin Tiexin stood up and excused himself, carrying Ming'an back to the small courtyard.
We haven't seen each other for a month, and Ming'an has endless things to talk about. What he ate, where he played, and he memorized a few scriptures, telling Qin Tiexin everything.
He was lying on Qin Tiexin's knees, gesticulating with his little hands, and when he was happy, he kicked his feet back and forth on the kang.
Qin Tiexin listened, occasionally responded, and gently played with the soft down on the back of his head with his fingers.
"Senior brother, what did you do in the palace?" Ming'an asked with his little face raised.
"Practice and learn from each other." Qin Tiexin said.
"Is the palace big?"
"Big."
"Bigger than Lin Residence?"
"Much bigger."
Ming'an said "Oh", half understanding, then remembered something, and took out a paper bag from his arms.
The paper package was hidden close to his body, but he kept it very carefully. There were a few pieces of cake inside.
"This is from my wife. It's delicious. I saved it for my senior brother." He held the paper bag and handed it to Qin Tiexin, like a treasure.
Qin Tiexin took it, pinched a piece and put it in his mouth.
"Brother, is it sweet?"
"Sweet," he said.
Ming'an smiled, his eyes curved up, revealing two gaps with missing front teeth.
Ming'an waited until Ming'an said he was tired and went to sleep, then Qin Tiexin closed the door. The child was curled up on the kang, with the quilt covering his chin, his breathing gradually calmed down, and there was still a little smile on the corner of his mouth.
Qin Tiexin sat down cross-legged in the courtyard, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
When the surroundings were quiet except for the occasional chirping of night insects, I finally spoke in my heart.
"Senior, what is the Bloodline Curse in the hall today?"
Broken Arm was silent for a moment, and his voice slowly emerged.
[There is something in the emperor's bloodline. It is eating his Power of the Stars, hiding it very deep]
Qin Tiexin opened his eyes, seemed to have thought of something, and asked again.
"Where are the prince and Chen Chen?"
[Also.]
Qin Tiexin was silent for a moment, "Can you explain it?"
[It requires a lot of faith, which is very difficult.]
A thing of faith.
Qin Tiexin put these words together bit by bit with the fragments of words he heard when he was being treated for injuries.
He was not worried about the emperor's injury, which had nothing to do with him, and he didn't want to be in the limelight. It was just that combined with what happened in Su Qing's small courtyard, Qin Tiexin always felt that he had been trapped in this vortex.
This Myriad Stars Dynasty water is deeper than he thought.