"That boy is Li Xiao?" An old man sat in a corner on the street.

The old man's face was covered with age spots, and his gray hair was tied up on his head. He was wearing a moon-white robe, half sitting and half lying on a short couch. His eyes were full of energy, and he actually had the luster of an eagle. If you only look at these eyes, you would think that this was just a person in his twenties. But the old man in front of him could not tell his age.

It’s okay to say sixty, seventy, eighty is not an exaggeration. It’s ninety…it’s also a bit like it!

"If you want to be with your ancestors, that person is Li Xiao. The Ming Dynasty is actually in the hands of him, Sun Chengzong and Zhang Huangyan. He also treats the Donglin Party members with the most cruel means." A man in his forties sat in front of the old man, holding a teapot in one hand, spinning in a circle of teacups like a dragonfly, and the warm tea soup happened to be placed among the various teacups.

"So young! He looks like he is only in his twenties. He has reached such a high position at a young age. He must have a few tricks." The old man stared at Li Xiao for half a minute and lay back on the recliner.

"Old ancestors, they are amazing. I heard that his family was slaughtered by the Tartars, leaving only a few younger brothers and sisters. More than ten years ago, he took a few children out of his hometown full of dead people. But now you see, the commander of the Liao army is holding millions of soldiers.

The Tartars in Peking, the Red Hair in the South, ordered the Japanese slaves and the Korean surrender. One by one, they were all done by the great heroes.

But he was outside the Meridian Gate and killed thousands of my Confucian disciples. Now his minions are in Jiangnan and slaughtered the scholars in Jiangnan. I heard that Hangzhou and Suzhou have already killed people with blood. My Confucianism has really reached a great disaster that has not been seen in thousands of years. If you don’t speak again, my Confucianism will be over!"

"Haha! Although Donglin is from my Confucian lineage, they believe in Wang Yangming's mind study. They point directly to their original hearts without asking whether it is right or wrong. Although Wang Yangming's theory is good, it is biased by those Donglinists.

He held state power, but for his own selfish interests, he maintained the ancestral teaching of scholars not paying taxes. As a result, the mountains and rivers of the Ming Dynasty were in decline, and there was no way to use tens of thousands of Jurchens.

The sage said that if you manage your family, govern your country, and pacify the world. In their eyes, there is probably only a family but no country, let alone the world. How can you win if you are full of money and money and profit? According to my husband, these people have stepped into the evil demons and heretics. They are alive and will harm the country without any benefit.

However, this boy in front of me can do whatever he wants. He sends all the babies from the Ming Dynasty to the school, not only does he take care of a meal, but also does not charge any tuition fees. I am familiar with the Twenty-Four Histories, and I don’t know which dynasty and which dynasty have done such a thing.

Especially for his warlord, it is even more rare to spend money on education like this. Li Xiao, Li Xiao! If you can really pass my test, what's the point of wishing you to achieve great things? Confucianism has stood firm for thousands of years, don't I believe you can destroy this thousand-year-old literary talent." The old man was still talking to the middle-aged man at first, but later he seemed to be talking to himself.

"But the people he invited to teach students how to learn calligraphy, and they didn't teach the words of the saints of the Four Books and Five Classics, nor did they teach them enlightenment books. Just teaching some rural slang is simply an insult to the ritual." The middle-aged man disagreed.

"Insulting a gentleman? I don't know that even if you want to teach the Four Books and Five Classics now, how can you find so many people who can explain and understand them? Don't forget that the Donglin Party is his enemy. Few scholars in the world are willing to help him. It's good to have the current achievements."

"The ancestors seem to be particularly fond of this son!"

"My Confucian lineage has been in the world for thousands of years. Since the saints and the sub-saints, it has been the first time since the saints and the sub-saints that people in China have the opportunity to learn my Confucian culture. How could I not be excited?"

"Will this kid be willing to cooperate with us?"

"Yes, he will definitely do it. Because what he lacks the most now is the scholars. You haven't seen that the battle between Jiangnan is so fierce, he has to use many Donglin Party members. Nothing! The foundation is too thin, and there is only no talent in the bag. Hahaha!" The old guy picked up a cup of tea and laughed like a night owl.

Li Xiao didn't know that there were people below who looked at him, drinking hot and sour soup and eating donkey meat firewood. Since the people began to grow chili, more and more people have liked this horrible taste. It is obvious that the chefs of the Ming Dynasty are very pioneering. With an extremely fearless spirit, they stuffed the peppers into the donkey meat firewood, and the best ones became too spicy.

Li Xiao, who was unknown, took a bite and his devastating taste and taste exploded in his mouth like an atomic bomb.

Spicy donkey meat?

I picked up the teapot next to me and started drinking water like a flower.

Li Xiao never touched anything else for lunch, just ate the can of canned lunch meat. Now he refused any food Li Hao introduced.

What a fucking trick!

Li Xiao, who had traveled all over the country, finally fell into a big fuss on the food. There was no way, no one had heard of the stuffed meat that was too hot in the donkey meat.

After getting off the restaurant, Li Hao was far away. The eldest brother is very angry now. If he uses his shadowless foot, he may not be able to withstand it.

The three brothers got off the restaurant and marched all the way to Mount Wutai. Li Hao followed Zhang Daoling's man to write a letter. At this time, Zhang Daoling was still in the Taoist temple in Mount Wutai.

After climbing Mount Wutai several times, this is the first time Li Xiao heard of Taoist temples on Mount Wutai. He has seen the Heavenly King Hall where Lu Zhishen made a big fuss. The locals say it has a nose and eyes, so you can't believe it. He will not allow it to be said that Lu Zhishen is a character in the novel, which is simply fictional. If you dare to say such words in Wutai County, you will be drowned by the saliva of the whole county, especially the vendors selling incense at the mountain gate.

There are many vendors selling incense, and Li Hao bought some casually and went up the mountain. Li Xiao didn't care. He didn't worship Buddha himself, and he was tolerant of others. Religious freedom, no matter what era, Taoist monks had to make a living. If they really taught believers to accumulate virtue and do good deeds, this would be a good thing.

When I was walking around Mount Wutai in autumn, Li Xiao took his people to stroll among the mountains. While walking, I enjoyed the beautiful scenery of autumn comfortably!

The sky is very good. The sun hanging brightly in the sky is not as dazzling as summer. There are white clouds hanging on the sky, one on the left and one on the right, and all kinds of fluttering in the wind. The air is so good that it is a clear and clear mouth. It is worthy of being natural oxygen.

As we walked on a fork, fewer pilgrims on the mountain began to rise. More people were sick and staggered up the steps. The lighter ones needed help from others, while the heavier ones were directly carried on a stretcher and carried directly up the mountain. It is said that an old god came up on the mountain, which was the reincarnation of Sun Simiao. As long as you are sick and touched by his hand, you will immediately recover.

Li Xiao, a group of more than a dozen, were all strong men with big arms and round waists. They were wearing olive green Liao army uniforms, with a large brimmed hat on their heads, and an armed belt was tied around their waists. There was a revolver in the pistol holster on the armed belt. Although the muzzle was facing the ground, the cold light shining on the muzzle was still captivating.

Knowing that this was a Liao army, the people on the mountain dared not compete with them. There were stretchers in front of them, and they took the initiative to give way and let them go first.

This is not Liaodong, and few people in Shanxi join the army. Naturally, they don’t feel much intimate towards the Liao army. Their instinctive feeling of the Liao army is fear.

When I walked to the hillside, I saw a Taoist temple.

A group of young men walked faster and surpassed many people along the way. They rushed to the door of the Taoist temple, and there were still three groups of medical treatment standing in front of them.

"Brother, we rank fourth, and we will probably get sick soon." Li Hao was a little excited, but he invited Zhang Daoling away. What should those who were queuing behind him do? It was not within his consideration.

"Whatever you do!" Anyway, Li Xiao didn't expect much of Zhang Daoling's medical skills. He followed Li Hao to Wutai Mountain and was just a sick person to seek medical treatment. Now he was thinking about how to pick money from Shanxi Laozi.

"Brother, that Taoist Master Zhang is really good at it. If you don't believe there are three patients here, you will know at a glance." Li Xiu was also beating the drum on the side.

"Okay!" He answered weakly, and Li Xiao continued to sit on the rocks and watch the scenery.

These monks and Taoists really know how to choose places. Li Xiao strongly suspects that living in the mountains has nothing to do with cultivation, and they are just here to enjoy the scenery of nature.

Even though the six senses are pure, I still choose such a good scenery. I am so embarrassed to say that the six senses are pure, and the people outside the world are?

The small Taoist temple is not big, and the main hall is only like a dozen or twenty rooms. Taoist temples are different from temples. The temples in the world are all in the same order. The two generals of the mountain gate, and then the Heavenly King Hall, where the bell tower and drum tower are located on the left and right. Then walk in is the main hall...!

There is no specific regulation in the Taoist temple. Anyway, Li Xiao only knows that the statue behind the case is the Sanqing. Li Xiao doesn’t know any of the other famous and unnamed gods.

With a creaking sound, the door of the Taoist temple opened. A small Taoist boy walked out of it and bowed to the waiting person.

"Everyone, please set your seat, the three people in front will come in with me." The three people waiting in front were overjoyed and immediately helped the patient into the Taoist temple.

"Brother, let's go in too." Li Xiu pulled Li Xiao and rushed in with his arms wide open. The Taoist priest at the door wanted to stop him, but he saw the olive green military uniform and a revolver in his waist, so he chose to blindness. He turned a blind eye and let Li Xiao and others in.

Can't afford to offend!

Li Xiao followed the crowd into a yard. The yard was not too big. When Li Xiao and the others crawled in, they suddenly seemed very crowded.

There was a square table and chair in the middle of the yard, a bamboo bed. An old Taoist with white hair and beard sat upright on the bamboo chair. He frowned when he saw so many people pouring in. But when he saw those guys wearing olive green military uniforms, he couldn't help but shake his head.

The first person who walked up was swaying, shaking his feet, and his face was flushed. He was panting after walking for two steps, and he looked like a sick person.
Chapter completed!