I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Chapter 299 The Sword Bearer and the Guest from Fenggu.

Li Mu shook his hand.

I remembered the big melon that I didn’t finish eating when I was in Xunmeng.

The name Zongheng and the surname Wenren instantly reminded Li Mu of the real heroine in Qiu He's fantasy, Wenren Jiuwu.

"Is she Qiu He's descendant, or... that Cao Jianshen?"

Li Mu thought evilly in his heart, could it be that the man surnamed Cao finally gave Qiu He a small emerald green felt hat?

Resisting the urge to ask about the ancestors and relatives, Li Mu shook off the messy thoughts in his mind and nodded slightly:

"Since Madam didn't make things difficult for me at the beginning, I won't bear grudge against Madam for no reason."

As he spoke, Li Mu took the tea handed to him by Wenren Yiqing, tilted his head, and motioned for Wenren Yiqing to sit down and talk.

Then he lowered his head and took a sip of tea, then said lightly:

"But there is one thing I don't understand, and I hope Madam can help me solve it."

Hearing this, Wen Ren Yiqing, whose body had not yet touched the soft couch, froze, then quickly stood up and saluted towards Li Mu:

"Your Highness, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask."

"Ma'am, don't be nervous. Sit down and talk. Sit down and talk."

Li Mu smiled and waved his hand, then put the teacup back on the table and said,

"I can understand that Madam doesn't want to get involved in those messes, but as an elder, you watched the younger generation being persecuted and did nothing. I can't understand this. Are all the strategists so cold-blooded?"

Wenren Yiqing glanced at Li Mu. She knew that Li Mu was talking about Su Yuwei being drugged. She hesitated for a moment and replied:

"Your Highness should know that the Zongheng family is divided into two factions. At that time, Su girl brought a large number of people to Yanshan. When their positions were unclear, I...just thought they were fighting each other."

As she spoke, Wenren Yiqing raised her eyes to look at Li Mu, her lips curled up slightly, and her tone became a little more ambiguous:

"Besides, if I had taken action, she wouldn't be living as comfortably as she is now."

Li Mu ignored Wenren Yiqing's teasing and recalled the relevant information in his mind.

He remembered that Su Yuwei said that she and her senior brother seemed to be a united faction.

But isn’t my aunt a member of the Lian Heng faction?

Li Mu remembered that the relationship between Su Yuwei and Zhang Hanrui was pretty good.

He asked with some doubt: "Which sect does Madam belong to?"

"Your Highness doesn't know?" Wen Ren Yiqing's confusion was obviously not pretended.

Li Muxin said, "Should I know?"

He frowned and was about to speak when he heard Ren Yiqing say with a smile:

"It seems that what Senior Brother did was even more ruthless. He didn't even give that girl a chance to choose."

Li Mu stared at Wenren Yiqing without saying a word, patiently waiting for her next words.

Since the matter was related to Su Yuwei, Li Mu had to take it into consideration.

"The Zongheng family is divided into two factions, but neither of them has a name. The disciples of one faction call themselves Sword Masters."

Wen Ren Yiqing raised her eyes and looked at Li Mu, her tone seemed to be filled with disgust.

"The sword that stirs up the world."

Then he picked up his cup of tea, took a sip, and sighed:

"The other group is people like us. They call us Fengguke. If one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry."

Li Mu understood Wenren Yiyue's meaning.

People like Gongsun Guangda who cause trouble every day are the Sword Wielders.

People like her who live in seclusion and become courtesans are Feng Gu Ke.

But these are not what Li Mu cares about. What he cares about is Su Yuwei.

Li Mu leaned forward slightly, holding two copper coins in his hands:

"Madam said before that Yuwei had no choice. What did she mean?"

"To be remembered so much by His Royal Highness, this girl is really..."

Wenren Yiqing covered her mouth and chuckled.

Although Li Mu appeared to be very calm, his tiny movements still could not escape Wen Ren Yiqing's eyes.

However, seeing that Li Mu's eyes were gradually becoming dangerous, he quickly put away his smile and said:

"What I mean is that whether to take up the sword or to live in seclusion is the disciple's own choice, but my senior brother probably didn't give his successor the opportunity to choose..."

After hearing Wenren Yiyue's explanation, Li Mu secretly said, "No wonder."

He always felt that Su Yuwei, the heir of the Zongheng family, was a bit...cowardly.

Especially her master’s last words...it’s hard to put into words.

Now that I think about it, Su Yuwei's love-brained personality was probably intentional by her master.

Li Mu still remembered that Su Yuwei once said that the people she interacted with most in the mountains, apart from her master, were the vegetable delivery women who loved to arrange marriages for people at the foot of the mountain.

"The sword bearer? Feng Gu Ke?"

Thinking in this way, many of the previous doubts have been resolved.

After all, in Li Mu's cognition, the Guiguzi Sect and the School of Diplomacy are as high-end as they can be.

Let’s not talk about the Mohist and Confucianist schools of thought that occupied a city or a state.

The strategist really doesn't even have a "home".

Now after hearing Wenren Yiqing's explanation, Li Mu couldn't help but take a breath.

This strategist probably occupies the entire Xing Dynasty.

It’s possible that a street vendor might be Fenggu Ke.

The high-ranking official in any department of the court is the sword-bearer.

Li Mu looked at Wenren Yiqing deeply.

Putting aside the special case of Su Yuwei, in Li Mu's heart, it is these Fenggu guests who only want to live an ordinary life who are more frightening.

He has the ability to slay dragons, but he is content to be an ordinary person.

The most important thing is that this inheritance cannot be broken.

Compared to those Sword Wielders who are only interested in causing trouble, these people's intentions are even more sinister.

Thinking about this, Li Mu didn't plan to stay here any longer, as his original intention was to send Wen Ren Yue back.

Now that I know this, this trip wasn’t in vain.

At this time, Ren Yiqing suddenly asked:

"With your current martial arts skills and the prestige of the King of Yan, you can easily break into the palace and seize the throne. With the support of the entire Northland, are you still afraid that you can't sit firmly on the throne?"

"What's so good about being an emperor..."

Li Mu just opened his mouth, but stopped talking. After a moment of silence, he bowed to Wenren Yiqing and said,

"That's what Madam taught you."

"I dare not." Wenren Yiqing smiled at Li Mu and slowly lowered her head.

"This woman..."

Li Mu really didn't want to deal with these smart people, it would make him look stupid.

Seeing that Ren Yiqing wanted more tea, he waved his hand and said:

"Thank you for your hospitality, Madam. I have something else to do, so I won't bother you any more."

Then he reached out and held Wen Renyue's head, whispering in her ear: "Be obedient."

Then Wen Renyue obediently let go of Li Mu's neck.

Li Mu gently placed Wenren Yue on the couch, bowed to Wenren Yiqing again, and prepared to leave.

Wen Ren Yiqing stared at the boss with her beautiful eyes. When she saw Li Mu pushing the door to leave, she quickly said:

"Your Highness, please stay. I have something to ask of you."

Hearing this, Li Mu paused and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

What Li Mu said in Wen Renyue's ear just now were not sweet words to coax the little girl.

Instead, it was Qiu He who asked him to pass on the Confucian "Yanfa".

Li Mu didn't expect that just two words would drain all the true energy in his Dantian.

While turning around, Li Mu hurriedly called up the true energy he had previously stored from the training.

I sighed inwardly, "This is too un-martial for me."

At this time, Wenren Yiqing walked quickly to Li Mu and said very seriously:

"Your Highness, please take my daughter away!"