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THOUSAND AUTUMNS (Meng Xi Shi)

The story revolves around Shen Qiao, the kind and gentle head of the renowned Xuandu Mountain sect, who is severely wounded from a battle in the first chapter, and who meets Yan Wushi, the head of a demonic sect whose initial goal is to save Shen Qiao and turn him evil. DISCLAIMER: This story is not mine, I did not wrote or own this, I really just want to share it to everybody. I am not the translator either. If you have means to support the author please do so. CTTO: Author: Meng Xi Shi Translator: MoMoePom, Tin,... You can find this novel at novelcool.com PS. the cover photo are also not mine. Belongs to Mr. Google

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Chapter 84

Yet now, it is as though the god of destiny were making fools of them. The great Prince

of Qi, whose strength once shook all the land, could only now hide here as the

situation worsened.

Yuwen Xian, upon noticing everyone's dejected silence, took the initiative to ask Shen

Qiao: "Daozhang, what plans do you have now?"

Shen Qiao thought for a moment, before responding: "I must ask if the Prince of Qi

knows of Bian Yanmei's whereabouts?"

Yuwen Xian shook his head.

"Right after the death of the former Emperor, every member of the Bian residence

disappeared in the span of a night. No one knows where they've gone. I believe that

Bian-xiong most likely knew of what would take place today, so he quickly left as soon

as he could. Now that I say that, it seems that he had more foresight than I did."

"If you do not dislike it, Shen-daozhang, you can remain at the Su residence a little

longer," Su Wei said. "You treated us, the Su family, with kindness that day. My mother

thinks about you from time to time, and my younger brother has great respect for your

skills and your character. A coincidence that we met today. I could bring my mother

and brother out to pay their respects to you."

Yuwen Yong was dead, and Bian Yanmei was nowhere to be found. On top of this, as

much as Shen Qiao wanted to find Yan Wushi as fast as he could, he did not know

where to even search. He could only slowly listen for the movements of both the

Huanyue and Hehuan Sects. Many roads led to Chang'an; sooner or later, news would

pass through here more quickly than it would anywhere else. For the time being,

remaining here was very well the only choice that he could make.

After thinking of these things, Shen Qiao said: "Then it seems that I must trouble the

Duke of Meiyang for the time being."

Su Wei smiled: "There's no need to treat me like a stranger. You may call me Wuwei."

While they spoke amongst each other, a knock came at the door. When Su Wei came

to open it, he saw his most trusted servant standing outside: "Langjun, there are two

people at the rear gate. An adult and a child. One calls himself Yan Ying, His Highness

by one and hide them in safe areas, in case the Emperor were to fly in a rage and

commit some sort of atrocity!"

Yuwen Xian asked: "Then the Princess had you bring Qilang out?"

"Yes. The princess said that Qilang was the youngest, and that his name had yet to be

added to the family register. If something were to happen, then he would be the

hardest to find. She then had me bring Qilang here specifically to see you."

That his wife, the Princess, had considered even the very worst of circumstances, struck

Yuwen Xian with sorrow. He could only hold the child in his arms more tightly.

Su Wei, however, spoke in a severe voice: "You said that it was Wei Xu who told you to

do this? Did you discover anyone following you and Qilang on the way here?"

Yan Ying thought hard: "There shouldn't have been. I was very careful…"

The moment he said this, Shen Qiao's expression darkened as he stood.

The others could not help but glance at him: "Shen-daozhang?"

"There are troops closing in on us right now!" Shen Qiao said.

As everyone's reactions changed fearfully, Su Wei shouted: "Hurry! Everyone into the

hidden room!"

Yuwen Xian responded: "We won't make it. The others were most likely tailing after Yan

Ying, and preparing to surround the Su household. They intend to draw a net over all

of us. If the Su residence doesn't give us up, His Majesty won't rest!"

"That bastard, Wei Xu!" Yan Ying cursed, slapping his thigh as he did. "He wanted me

to search for the Princess on purpose. He knew that she would trust me and tell me

where you were, so he trailed me as a result!"

As they said these things, the troops had already reached the outside of the Su house.

They beat at the doors with a force that shook the heavens and weighed menacingly

upon them. Even though they were in the parlor, they could hear all of it.

The head housekeeper of the Su residence appeared and said to them: "Master, it's

very bad. There are many people outside, saying that they received an order from His

Majesty. They wish to apprehend the Prince of Qi. If we don't open the doors, they

said that they will force themselves in! What can we do?!"

Yuwen Xian sighed: "Luck and misfortune share the same realm; but it is misfortune

that we cannot hide from. It seems that I can't escape what fate has in store for me.

Open the gates. I will go along with them; I will not allow them to harm a single

member of the Su family!"

"Like hell if you're going anywhere!" Su Wei shouted, stamping his foot. "Even if you

didn't, the Su family would not be able to escape from the crime of harboring a

criminal on the premises. Why must we make such a big deal anyway? You hurry and

hide first, I will deal with them myself! I don't believe that they will dare to tear down

this Su household!"

"Seems like the Duke of Meiyang does not think very much of His Majesty. He'd rather

shelter a traitor of the Emperor and bring disaster to his family instead!" A cold laugh

reverberated through the air. Despite its distance, they could make it out distinctly.

For those without any cultivation, like Su Wei, every word struck their chests like that of

lightning striking them.

Amidst the people who had entered, there was Yuwen Qing, the man that Shen Qiao

had met that time he had passed through the country of Chen. But the man speaking

was not Yuwen Qing. Rather, it was someone behind him.

This man was no stranger to Shen Qiao. The moment he caught sight of Shen Qiao, his

expression betrayed a sense of astonishment, before putting on a sneer:

"Shen-daozhang. From one end of the world to the other, where would we be unable

to meet? Why do we always run into each other wherever we go?"

"Murong Qin." Shen Qiao said this name with a cool indifference. "I trust that Chen

Gong is doing all right?"

Murong Qin laughed. "Naturally he's doing very well. I forgot to tell you,

Shen-daozhang. Because of our young lord's great service in offering the Tai'e Sword,

His Majesty has now conferred him the title of Duke of Zhao."

Yet a sheathed sword's blade appeared before his face.

And the man wielding it was beautiful—fair and slender like that of the finest jade,

without a single flaw.

However, Murong Qin had no intent on enjoying the view. He grabbed at the sword's

sheathe. The moment that he laid one hand upon it, he suddenly remembered what

this sword was, and the identity of its master.

Then, he remembered how, in the ruined city of Ruoqiang, the way that Shen Qiao had

fought the horde of monkeys on his own.¹

For this reason, his movements came to a short pause.

It was at this moment that the sword was drawn back beyond his reach. Murong Qin

quickly stepped back, barely missing a strike to his face.

When he fixed his eyes upon the man before him, he could see that Shen Qiao had not

yet unsheathed his sword.

His Daoist robes floated up with the wind, complementing his graceful, exquisite

beauty, repelling the dust of this mortal world, free of all impurity. He looked the most

incapable of causing any harm compared to anyone else present.

However, Murong Qin knew that this was a false appearance. Though he had once

underestimated Shen Qiao, he did not dare to look down upon him after what had

happened in Ruoqiang—this man who possessed enormous strength within him.

He composed himself, before asking in a cold voice: "Shen-daozhang, are you no

better than a dog? Why do you constantly stick your nose into anything that catches

your eye?"

"You have not yet reached a final conclusion regarding the crimes of the Prince of Qi,"

Shen Qiao said. "Yet you want to implicate an innocent child?"

Murong Qin smirked: "He had the nerve to kill the former Emperor. Naturally his family

is guilty by association."

Dou Yan could not stand this any longer. She said aloud in a sharp voice: "The Prince of

Qi didn't kill the former Emperor! The former Emperor was killed by Yuwen Yun!"

T/N: Did Yuwen Yun really kill his father in history? I doubt it—remember that this is

historical fiction. However, all the motives were there. And since Yuwen Yong had a weak

constitution, it wouldn't be too difficult. Coupled with knowing that Yuwen Yun had been

an especially shitty guy, it really isn't something to put past the Crown Prince.

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