~.<  >-~     Original female crown Xu Hui pounced walking in the tea mountain trail and finally walked out of the vision of her ancestors. She stood in the tea bushes and looked at the yellow glazed tiled pavilion on the top of a double-eaved hip-hip mountain in Baoguo Temple, and was stunned. (All of them, I am. Apart from the blood on my lips, there is no sign of too much sadness on her face. She did not hate the arrangements of her ancestors, but only hated the incompetence of the swordsman in the blue shirt back then. She devoted herself to practicing Taoism and had the skills to keep her face. She looked like a thirty-year-old young woman in Fengyun. In fact, she was nearly forty years old. When she first met him, she was thirteen years old. How many thirteen could she have in her life? She reached out to wipe off the blood stains, and walked down the mountain with a gloomy face.

Xu Hui pounced on her, not knowing the depths of the tree. She had been wearing a blue sword shirt for many years. After seeing her entering Baoguo Temple, he slowly walked towards the bamboo building. The old man and the cat were still there. The snowball-like lion cat screamed. The dozing old worshiper raised his eyelids with difficulty. Looking at the young master of the rough jade carved by Lu in front of him, how energetic this swordsman used to be. If he had not been unable to pass the love barrier, no matter whether he was entering the officialdom or the swordsman, he would have gone far. The old man comforted the frightened lion cat on his knee, frowned, and asked casually: "Have you heard it?"

Tangxi sword immortal Lu Baijie nodded. He looked at the old man with a cold look, and his finger was always on the scabbard. It seemed that Gu Jian Baxiu could be unsheathed at any time. With Lu Baijie's achievements in sword review, it was natural to draw the sword. There was no need to deliberately show it like this. Of course, this was Lu Baijie's statement. If the old man did not take back his words with Xu Huipu, he would not mind another tyrannical act as a Tangxi sword immortal rather than a brother of Lu. So what if you are the head of the Jiangxin Yu family? I, Lu Baijie, have a sword in my hand and have a clear conscience, so why should I pay attention?

Yu Jiankang, an old worshipper who was so old that he could not be older, had his eyelids trembled. One hand was no longer stroking the snow-white lion cat, but holding the pet's head in a hooked claw shape. However, he did not exert force. The lion cat, who instinctively felt a little uncomfortable, seemed to not understand. Turned his head, Yu Jiankang, who was expected to win the posthumous title "Wenzhong" after his death, suddenly laughed. As for the posthumous title Wenzheng, which was higher than Wenzhong, the dynasty had been hanging for 120 years, and even he did not have the luxury of hope. The old man just looked at the green mountains in the distance again, and there were many mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, and he always looked at it. There was a rare sense of compromise in his light words, and he said softly: "Tangxi, you know that I originally intended to be the head of the Lu family back then, and Lu Daolin was willing to do it."

Lu Baijie interrupted unceremoniously: "I don't want to."

The old worshipper Yu Jian frowned and said, "You don't want to marry the Yu family pearl, you don't want to be the head of the Lu family, you don't want to recommend the officials, you don't want to be a general. As a brother of the Lu family, Tang Xi, do you know that you have too many unruly and unwilling to do so. If you weren't so casual and casual, why would even Boqi Yuan family come from behind and suppress you?"

Lu Baijie remained silent, his fingers no longer applied to the scabbard. The old worshiper sighed and stretched out his hand to signal the junior who was once highly valued by him to sit on the stool. After Lu Baijie sat down, Yu Jiankang, who came to Baoguo Temple from Jiangxin County today, smiled, "It's a pity that it's not my grandson of Yu. Those juniors in my family are calm and lacking in spirit, so they can only maintain their success. It's difficult to revive. How dare they scold us old guys for being old, even if they have resentment, but they don't even dare to scold them in their stomachs. At such a young age, they are all stinking and indifferent. Tangxi, do you know why I have to make things difficult for Xu Hui to pounce on such a woman?"

Tangxi Sword Immortal shook his head.

The old worshipper held up the lion cat in both hands and sighed: "How could she deserve you?"

Lu Baijie smiled bitterly and said, "But I just can't let her go."

The old man snorted coldly: "Your father was very spoiled to you in his later years. Before he died, he even left a letter to me and Xu Yinsheng. He ignored the rules of establishing the eldest son and not establishing the young, and did not hesitate to hand over some family fortunes. He risked the risk of leading the wolf into the house. Please help you to be the head of the Lu family. Do you really think that Lu Daolin doesn't know this secret? I can't tell you, but Xu Yinsheng has revealed it to him. Over the years, Gu Mu has grown strong in secret with the power of Lu, and the wolf has already entered the house, but you disappointed your father. Lu Daolin is a good person, but how can he take advantage of the sinister villains of Gu Mu Xu? Not to mention it, you Lu was involved in the matter of Concubine Xu,

Empress Zhao watched coldly, but she remembered it all in her heart. She really thought that Empress Zhao would be like the sisters of the Xu family? This time, the Northern Liang Dynasty made trouble, and the Taoist priests in Jiangnan were indignant. The 30,000 scholars in the National Supervisory of the Capital were instigated. Your brother could still be safe in the National Supervisory? If nothing unexpected happened, Lu Daolin, who was unable to do anything inside and outside, wanted to resign from his right priest. Huan Shu, who had fought with your brother for many years, was naturally happy to go with the flow. Lu was frustrated in the capital. After all, wasn't it the loss of our Yangzhou? If not, what did I do here with my feet in the coffin? Listen to the boring difference between kings and domineering people? Or would you want to be threatened by your sword?"

Tangxi Jianxian said calmly: "Wouldn't my uncle be afraid of playing the piano against a cow?"

I don't know whether it's angering his misfortune or mourning him for not fighting, the old worshipper was vaguely angry and raised his voice and said, "Tangxi, I can stop Xu Hui from rushing to do that, but this time you have to come out to share the worries of Lu. Otherwise, with my temper, Gumu Xu's hands and feet over the years, a slightest Xu Hui pounced on him and made them look embarrassed. Tangxi, I'll ask you later, if you are willing to go to the capital to be the Minister of War, no matter how you can be the fourth-rank Beijing official, I will only ask you whether you are willing or not!"

Lu Baijie said bitterly: "I just want my uncle not to make people embarrassed."

The old worshipper smiled slightly, returned to his leisurely normal with a light cloud and a gentle and said with a smile: "Tangxi, Tangxi, Tangxi, the authorities are fascinated. If you are willing to become an official, who dares to be dissatisfied with her?"

Lu Baijie shook his head and said, "Even the daughter of King Beiliang dares to bully him like this. She is just the abandonment of Gumu Xu. How can I rest assured?"

The old man said calmly: "Okay, I can make an agreement with you that when you go to the capital, she will be the nominal granddaughter-in-law of the Yu family, and no one can bully him."

Tangxi sword immortal Lu Baijie stood up and bowed and left calmly.

The old man narrowed his eyes and leaned on the chair, his thoughts being hard to figure out.

A pair of masters and servants walked out of the bamboo house, which was the one who had seen the domineering behavior of Beiliang light cavalry in the restaurant and the swordsman in the blue shirt. The handsome man changed into an ivory brace fan, and painted three beauties with different styles on the fan. He squatted beside the old worshipper Yu Jiankang, reached out to touch the lion cat, and raised his head and smiled: "Old ancestor, why bother to let Tangxi Sword Immortal become an official? Lu's family is not much worse than our Yu family? A Lu Daolin is not afraid of it, but it is hard to say. Boshi Yuan and Gumu Xu family can be seen as the ancestor's eyes, but once the Lu family has Tangxi Sword Immortal, as long as he earns some military merits, he will be a real assistant minister of the Ministry of War. Wait for another seven or eight years, with the support of the Lu family, it is not difficult to take charge of one. Compared to a Xu Shufei, the weight is only important."

The old worshiper smiled and said, "What is Concubine Xu? Let me tell you the truth. No matter whose daughter is, she will not be the opponent of Queen Zhao when she enters the palace. Nowadays, it is a stupid method to take the foreign relatives. Gumu Xu does not believe in evil and has short-sighted eyes. Sooner or later, it will cause trouble. However, the dynasty's military and political path is very profitable. We Jiangnandao scholars are not short of scholars, but we only need people like Lu Baijie who can make contributions immediately. Whether in the long run or in public or private, I will let him enter the Ministry of War.

Can Lu Baijie emerge in the gap between Xu Cu, Gu Jiantang and several major vassal kings? He has to take one step at a time. Lu Baijie's nature is mostly a general and cannot become a minister of the Ministry of War, but it can distract Lu's family from him, create gaps between the Lu and Xu families, and make the Yuan family, who have been successful in recent years, and make Lu's family feel like he is stuck in his throat. You can also make Lu's memory of our Yu family's favor. You can do it, how many can you kill at one go?"

The husband pinched the fan handle with both fingers and smiled, "Si De."

After thinking for a moment, the young and handsome brother fanned and said carefully: "Old ancestors, the Xu Lu family are in-laws after all. Tangxi Sword Immortal will take charge of military power in the future, which seems to make the court afraid of Beiliang."

The old man said with relief: "This is only half gain and half loss, and it is not easy to say anything. Xu Cu and Lu Baijie's personalities are naturally incompatible. Your Majesty may not be able to see it. Even if Your Majesty cannot see it, Queen Zhao can see it clearly. The only family in the world is solid. Only the clans who read books like us cannot be reasonably inferred, let alone Xu Cu. Xu Lu's family actually look down on each other. But it is good that you can see this."

The young man smiled and opened the fan, but he slapped the ancestor and the lion cat for a cool feeling.

The old man whispered: "Although I called that guy Xu Cu, I destroyed nearly half of the young and strong people in the Eight Kingdoms to slaughter the demons. Even the righteousness of the Spring and Autumn Period was trampled completely. You children could not provoke them at will. Therefore, in the small-scale fights in the restaurant, don't think about how to vent their anger. You kids have no real experience in Xu Cu's protection of your shortcomings. No one knows how you don't understand now, just remember these words. The tricks of the officials in the officialdom can make the generals of the Shangshu all have a headache. If you put them on your body, you must learn the tricks of waiting. You are a good thing to be young, and you can wait. Whether it is Zhang Julu or Gu Jiantang, you can achieve success today, all of them will be waiting."

The husband nodded, and did not dare to take his ancestors' advice at all. Although he could not immediately give up the Beiliang world, he was a little regretful, but since even the ancestors said he had to wait, he was just a concubine of the Yu family, so of course he did not dare to disobey and could also experience the importance of patience.

At this time, Xu Fengnian only took Princess Jing'an to walk and stop in Baoguo Temple. As he walked, he came to the Wolong Pineapple at the base of the exterior wall of the temple. There was a shade of trees and clear springs. Xu Fengnian sat on the stone beside the spring, which was particularly pleasant in the scorching heat. Today, Baoguo Temple had an unprecedented debate on the king and domineering. Most pilgrims could no longer enter the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha. Several monks in the temple were checking at the door. In addition to familiar faces, ordinary people had to be famous and had enough identities to enter.

Xu Fengnian saw a poor scholar wandering outside the temple for a long time. The sun was poisonous and sweating. It was probably Xu Fengnian's rich clothes and gorgeous clothes on the spring water at the base of the wall. He was served by a "maid" with a rich charm. He did not dare to go forward to enjoy the cool air. On Jiangnan Road, Sun Lian, a noble family, sat in the same table with his poor brother, regarded it as a great humiliation. Of course, the scholar did not dare to ask for trouble, but he could not bear the hot sun. After hesitating for a long time, he finally came to the place far away from Xu Fengnian by the spring, squatted down, held a handful of water and threw it on his face, feeling extremely comfortable, and breathed a long breath. After squatting for a while, he saw that Xu Fengnian did not make any noise, he sat down carefully, wiped his hand on his sleeve, took out a book from his arms, and recited silently.

After a while, Xu Feng glanced at it and found that it was not a common book in Jiangnan, but a "Collected Notes on the Four Classics and Chapters" by Yao Baifeng, a great scholar in Beiliang. Looking at the scholar's lips, it was very interesting, and it was simply a rebellious thing.

"Mr. Yao's interpretation of the scriptures may not be the original purpose of the saint, so there are many discussions."

"If you make a speech too high, but if you express your own intentions too much, you will overflow the original scriptures, which will cause you to be superior to the saints, so that you can overwhelm the emptiness and have no reality, which is not an orthodox interpretation of the scriptures."

"But the meticulousness of the Nuyan Neo-Confucianism in the comparative academy still has many cute things, less restrained and very informative."

Xu Fengnian observed the scholar's lips and found it very interesting. Especially when the shabby scholar closed the book and said, "Our scholars should be posthumously named Wen Zheng," he couldn't help laughing, which scared the scholar. With a trembling hand, the "Four Classics and Chapters" fell into the water. The scholar hurriedly jumped into the water. Seeing the wet classics, he felt so distressed that his face was depressed. After climbing ashore, he was distracted. Even if he tore off one page after another, it would probably be half of the loss. He was sighing there for a while.

Xu Fengnian joked: "How much money is a book worth?"

The scholar did not raise his head and said, "This book is indeed not worth much money, but I can read it a lot of money."

Xu Fengnian said, "I have read poetry and books and sold the emperor. I said that this is the case, but you can't even enter Baoguo Temple. Who cares about you?"

The poor scholar smiled and lowered his head and said to himself: "Who said I want to sell it to the imperial family? The saint said that he would cultivate himself, manage his family, govern the country and pacify the world, but he did not say anything about the king."

Xu Fengnian bent down and picked up an iced watermelon from the spring water, reached out and knocked it, and just knocked it in two, and smiled and said, "Do you eat it?"

The scholar looked up and looked puzzled.

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Don't you dare?"

The scholar remained silent and just frowned.

Xu Fengnian simply threw half of the watermelon over. The scholar was very busy and finally caught it. Seeing Xu Fengnian chewing her head, she lowered her head and took a bite, which made her heart and lungs cool.

Xu Fengnian joked: "I will be posthumously named Wen Zheng when I die, I have such a great ambition."

The scholar paused, and now he was really heart-wrenching. It's not to be continued.

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