When Xu Fengnian, who was sitting on the horse high, saw the sneaky familiar figure, hid at the corner of Yuqing Palace and poked a head out. As soon as the man saw His Royal Highness, he shrank back. Xu Fengnian raised his whip and shouted angrily: "Cow riding! If you hide, I will take people to flatten Taiqing Palace and throw you down with the Turtle and Camel Monument to the Little Lotus Peak!"

The young Taoist priest who had been highly anticipated in Wudang Mountain for a hundred years shrank and appeared in the sight of everyone. He stopped far away from the Iron Cavalry of Beiliang, bowed his head, and said with a full face: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince of the Path."

This uncle of the master bowed politely to Xu Fengnian, but his eyes were always on the white-haired and black-robed Lao Kui. Wudang Mountain is known to have half of the internal strength in the world. In addition to being famous for Wudang swordsmanship, he pays more attention to internal strength cultivation, and is a model for both internal and external cultivation.

The Taoist priest has seen many senior brothers of the same generation on the Great Lotus Peak. He has experienced the atmosphere after his internal strength reaches the realm of transformation. The old man with strange knife skills in front of him is obviously like this. His aura is endless, and it is a pricking idea at first glance.

Before he reached his thirties, the uncle of Wudang Mountain subconsciously took two steps back and threw a look at His Highness, who was very powerful to flatten Wudang Mountain, which was not known to you or I know the world. Xu Fengnian threw one over and the uncle of Master again, and the uncle of Master looked at him again. He looked confused and didn't know what the two of them were selling.

In the end, in the eyes of Taoist priests in Yuqing Palace, it was undoubtedly the master's style of a war without fighting. Everyone saw Uncle Master turn around and move forward with endless outrageous aura. The hatred prince only followed the white-haired old man to Wudang Mountain.

The Taoist priests were relieved. Uncle Shi was the uncle of Shi, and they let the dandy surnamed Xu compromise without saying a word. However, the Taoist priests did not know that the three of them went to a secluded place. The uncle Shi, who was second only to the immortal, was the chief priest who was the highest in their minds, was beaten and kicked by Xu Fengnian for a whole stick of incense. Only the uncle Shi, who was begging "Don't slap people in the face, and don't kick birds" came.

After finishing the work, Xu Fengnian finally felt refreshed. He threw down a romantic book and left, but instead of going down the mountain, he took Lao Kui on the bluestone slab carved in the cliff and climbed to the Jingle Palace hanging on the cliff.

The biggest surprise of this palace is that there is an altar for praying for rain that is built out of the cliff, imitating the Big Dipper. According to Taoist classics, Ziyun Zhenren of Wudang Mountain once ascended here. Jingle Palace is not open to the public. Some literati and scholars who are looking for secluded can only return without success outside the palace. However, Xu Fengnian entrusted the father of the Dazhu Kingdom to bring Lao Kui to the Seven Star Altar with his swagger.

The mountain wind was blowing, Lao Kui sat cross-legged, his clothes flickered, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the sea of ​​clouds. Xu Fengnian, with frivolous steps, stood behind Lao Kui with his sword, and then stabilized his body. He could hardly open his eyes, so he had to sit down and hid in Lao Kui's figure.

Xu Fengnian shouted with great difficulty: "Grandpa, how good is that little Taoist priest?"

Lao Kui seemed to wonder: "Martial arts are average, and it seems that you are tired and owed all the way. It's a pity that the good bones my parents gave him. As for the Taoist Dharma, there is no way to test it. I don't know it, it will definitely not be too bad or too good. Most of the difficult things in the world can't escape the way of sailing against the current, and if you don't want to endure hardships, how can you become a talent? It's strange, why did Wudang Mountain fall in love with this material? Is it like the descendants of Zen Buddhism? I can't figure it out."

Xu Fengnian was even more puzzled and asked, "Can this magical magic be eaten as a food? Or can it kill people?"

Lao Kui thought for a while and smiled, "Boy, you asked the wrong person."

"You can't kill anyone."

The young Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain, who was of the same generation as the head sect, inserted his hands into the sleeves of the Taoist robe and stood on the edge of the altar, but refused to step on the seven stars. He gave the answer with a smile. Look at his figure, he was not like Lao Kui as he was as motionless as a mountain, nor was he as staggering as Xu Fengnian. He just swayed with the wind, swaying, and the amplitude was not too big or small. Just as the wind moved, I moved, and there was a mysterious meaning of the unity of man and nature.

Xu Fengnian had a sluggish eye and didn't see the trick. She just turned around and stared at the cattle riding Taoist priest who made her sister leave Beiliang for regret. She asked gloomyly: "Hong Xixiang, why don't you go down the mountain and walk through the Xuanwu Dangxing archway?!"

The youngest ancestor in the history of Wudang Taoism grinned, with a look of shameless look on his face and said, "At the age of five, I learned some prophecies and divination at the age of eight. My master asked me to calculate every day, one small, one middle school every month, one big one year, and when I can go down the mountain, and when I need to go into seclusion on the mountain. But since I learned this knowledge, I have never had to go into seclusion for a day."

Xu Fengnian did not take it seriously and sneered: "It is said that your master specially set rules for you before his death. If you don't become the best in the world, you can't go down the mountain? Then it seems that you don't have to go down the mountain in your life."

There was a Taoist priest with a name that still kept his hands behind his sleeves, and the eight winds were still moving. He laughed and said, "It's true that the world's number one, but he ate the most and read the most. They are all the first, and many of them. The master did not say that he was the best in martial arts. There will always be a day when I go down the mountain."

Xu Fengnian stood up with difficulty, looked at Jiangnan and said softly: "But at that time, people were old. When we meet again, we will see white hair. Is it useful?"

Hong Xixiang closed her eyes and didn't say anything.

Xu Feng let out a breath, snorted coldly, walked out of the altar, stopped slightly when he passed by the Taoist priest, and asked, "What do you think of my sister?"

Since I can remember, the Taoist priest who has been riding Huang Ting in this glazed world and riding a cow on his back to watch the clouds roll and unfold, and said softly: "The best."

Xu Fengnian walked out of Jingle Palace with an expressionless face, and the old man in the sword behind him seemed to be thinking.

Zhao Xixiang waited for the prince to walk away, then squatted in an indecent posture, holding his cheeks with both hands, dazed and muttered to himself: "Red beans are born in the south, and the branches are withered in the winter when spring comes, it is better not to miss you."

Above the Taoist priest's head, dozens of red-topped cranes filled with spiritual energy circling and chirping, setting him off like an immortal in the sky.

He suddenly covered his stomach and said frowningly: "I'm hungry again."

...

When he went down the mountain, Lao Kui suddenly said, "It's interesting, the little calf-nosed Taoist priest has some Taoism."

Xu Fengnian was not very excited and asked perfunctorily: "What do you say?"

Lao Kui said uncertainly: "That kid is practicing the supreme way of heaven."

When Xu Fengnian heard this, he had a headache and frowned and said, "Some people are also stubborn in the mysterious and empty things? Are you afraid that you will find that you can get water from the bamboo basket in the end?"

Lao Kui laughed and said, "I don't like these inconspicuous things either."

Xu Fengnian arrived at the foot of the mountain archway, ignored the humble knees of the priests of the wine-sacrificial Taoist priests, looked back at the mountain, and cursed: "This turtle that cannot hide from its shell!"

The two hundred cavalry standing under the steps saw His Royal Highness, and got on the horse again, with neat and refreshing movements without any extra.

The Northern Liang Iron Cavalry is all paired with angry horses wearing fresh armor, and is pulled by the Dazhu Kingdom to the border to practice combat every year. In addition, the people in Liang are strong, and many daughters are good at bows and horses, which is the most unique advantage.

For example, Xu Fengnian's sister Xu Zhihu has been skilled in riding and shooting since childhood, not to mention her second sister Xu Weixiong. Not to mention her equestrian skills, her sword skills are even first-class. She is known as a monkey and a big horn. She holds a sword and kills people at the age of thirteen. She has cut off nearly a hundred heads in her hand. Liangren is warlike and has been a natural since ancient times. Therefore, in the eyes of experts, the Northern Liang Iron Cavalry is far more powerful than the troops under the command of King Jiaodong of Yanla. She is a well-deserved lion of the hundred battles.

Lao Kui waited for Xu Fengnian to get on the horse and said with a smile: "Boy, I won't go back to the royal palace. Without Huang Laojiu, it's boring."

Xu Fengnian blinked and persuaded, "Or what if I'm going to do the crown ceremony first? If it weren't for the old man, Fengnian would have died at the bottom of the lake. There will be about half a year left. I will prepare more delicious food and drink for the old man. I will save my life. How much can I repay? "

Lao Kui thought for a moment and nodded as if he agreed.

It can be seen that this Xiongkui from Dao was actually not disgusted with the biggest rich child in Beiliang in front of him.

He galloped back to the palace. When he first entered the city, heavy snow fell from the sky for no reason, and it was going crazy. Xu Fengnian was trembling with coldness. When he arrived at the doorstep, the doorman who was eager to see him handed a top-grade fox fur with his hands, carefully putting it on His Highness the Prince, which was more attentive than serving his biological parents.

Xu Fengnian said something, but I didn’t know if I had enough old yellow clothes.

After saying goodbye to Lao Kui, he walked straight to the courtyard where Yu Youwei was. The beautiful woman was neglected and admired herself all day long. It was too wasteful and bad, and it was not in line with Xu Fengnian's temperament of needing watering flowers.

During this period, when she passed by Jiang Ni, she could not call herself a poor residence in the yard. When she saw the thin-clothed princess half-squatting and building a snowman. The snowman was half-height. After she finished her job, she did not see how happy the snowman was, but stared at the snowman with anger on her face, then took out the magic talisman that depended on each other, waved a dagger, and chopped off the snowman's head. Xu Fengnian felt creepy. It turned out that this crazy girl regarded the snowman as herself?

Xu Fengnian coughed a few times before walking over. Jiang Ni was originally in a panic. When he saw that it was His Royal Highness, he felt relieved and slowly put away the weapon. After Xu Fengnian approached, he saw her red hands and covered with annoying frostbite, which looked like a poor maid who was bullied by others in the washing clothes bureau. Xu Fengnian sighed, squatted down and built a new head, and fell into Jiang Ni's eyes. Naturally, he was pretending and looked disgusting.

Xu Fengnian clapped her hands and stood up and asked gently, "Do you want to buy some warm clothes?"

Jiang Ni said coldly with a cold face: "I think it's dirty."

Xu Fengnian laughed and said, "I just said it casually. Anyway, I am the one who is the one who is a good person. Whether you appreciate it or not is not my business. I just like you like this, and I always make me take advantage of it. The urban ups and downs novel 5,200 is the most profitable."

Before leaving, Xu Fengnian stabbed the little maid and said, "No matter how cold you are wearing, isn't it my thing? If you have the ability to take it off, that's the heroine."

Jiang Ni pretended to ignore him and bickered with Xu Fengnian, who was rogue and thick-skinned. She always lost more and won less. If she thought about it carefully, she might not even have the upper hand.

Xu Fengnian, who was in a good mood, felt better after seeing Yu Youwei. His mother said that a beautiful girl, whether she is a Bodhisattva or a snake or a scorpion, would have to feel distressed. In nearly twenty years of life, Xu Fengnian has never done anything to destroy flowers. Instead, she directly and indirectly saved more than a dozen humble maids.

Yu Youwei lay lazily in the warm bedroom as warm as spring, teasing Wu Meiniang with chubby hair as snow. Whenever it snowed, Xu Fengnian wanted to throw Wu Meiniang into the snow. Seeing whether the white cat Bai Xue could tell the difference, she kept enduring this bad taste, thinking that when Yu Youwei and Wu Meiniang would be separated, she must try it.

Xu Fengnian took off her boots and lay beside Yu Youwei. She leaned against her warm and graceful figure, closed her eyes and rested, and said softly: "I went to Wudang Mountain and beat a Taoist priest who was of the same generation as the head sect. Is it amazing?"

Yu Youwei smiled and said, "It's the great country of Dazhu."

Xu Fengnian opened her eyes and turned her around, patted her in a round and round shape, and taught her a lesson: "I personally teach you how to flatter me!"

Yu Youwei's pretty face was slightly red. Xu Fengnian was about to pursue the victory. The gentle voice of the second-class girl from Wutongyuan came from the yard, saying that the letter from Longhushan was arrived. Xu Fengnian didn't bother to take advantage of Yu Youwei, put on her boots randomly and ran out of the house. After taking the letter, he saw the green ant's slender shoulders covered with snowflakes, and smiled and gently brushed it for her, and then walked together.

When I arrived at my Wutong Garden, the best place was laid here. It was okay to have barefoot, it was neither hot nor cold, and even Xu Xiao’s room was not as good as Xu Fengnian enjoyed the kneading of the big girl’s sweet potatoes and pulled out the letter paper. Oh, the old Taoist named Zhao, who was surnamed Zhao, also wrote very well.

Looking closely, my younger brother's practice in Longhu Mountain is called "improvement, courage, a thousand miles a day". Such a praising word, even if he had heard a lot of official voice, was very outstanding even if he folded half of the water in half. I think Huang Man'er didn't go in vain. At the end of the letter, he carefully mentioned Xu Longxiang's imagination of his home, so the old Taoist begged the prince to reply to a letter so that his disciple could practice with peace of mind. After Xu Fengnian put down the letter, he waved his hand and said, "Grinding."

The house was grinding with plain hands, and the perfect starry sky was fragrant. When he became busy, Xu Fengnian began to hesitate after picking up the pen. He didn't know how to start writing for a while, and almost scratched his head. It was just in line with the sentence that he regretted that he had not been able to use it. He didn't know how to do it.

Xu Fengnian simply put the pen down, rubbed his head against the fragrant big girl's plump breast, and asked, "Did you see Xu Xiao, that person in the Lin family who eats rouge?"

Sweet potato said in a sweet voice: "I have seen it, but I haven't left."

Xu Fengnian smiled wickedly and said, "Can this slut still want to eat your rouge?"

The green ant said disdainfully: "That tattered embroidered pillow is not attracted by the sisters."

Xu Fengnian rolled her eyes and said, "I'm not an embroidered pillow?"

Sweet potato gently wrapped his hands around His Highness the Prince, and his firm chest was squeezed to a surprisingly curve. She said naturally charmingly: "Your Highness the Prince is not a pillow, but a servant."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "This little mouth is so brutally born."

The green ant sat a little far away, picked up the chess piece and put it down, bored. Xu Fengnian sat upright and looked out the house. No surprise, the rare girl, Blue Bird, was in a daze again. Wutong Garden was a little sparrow, but it was full of all kinds of internal organs. In addition to the fourth-class maids and maids, there were also various servants. Because of His Royal Highness, he seemed very unique in the Beiliang Palace.

Not to mention the big maid Xu Fengnian is particularly favored by others, even the second-class maids usually have to greet each other with a smile. Among these maids, Sweet Potato, originally nicknamed Hongmu, is weak in temperament and easy to talk to everyone, but the Blue Bird is completely opposite. He respectfully and close to Xu Fengnian, but does not blindly follow him. Xu Fengnian has been naughty since childhood and has caused trouble many times. He is also the Blue Bird with a temper that looks quite like a red-maned horse, cleans up the mess for him.

Speaking of blue birds, Xu Fengnian felt that she was by her side when she was sensible. The princess held her in front of him. She was not like a maid, but like half of her sister. She was not very friendly with other maids in Wutongyuan. She was born with a cold face and a cold heart. She was not in the palace for several periods of time every year, but every time she came back, she would bring small objects that were as caring as concerned as His Royal Highness. After a small storm that happened in her youth, they were all preserved by Xu Fengnian.

Generally speaking, Wutong Garden is full of characters with no big stories. They are delicious, but after sucking and chewing, they become light and thin. I think everything is because the sand cannot be rubbed in the eyes of Dazhuguo.

Xu Fengnian tried his best to empty the Ink of the Unity School before he could barely reply to the Feng family's letter, talking nonsense, all of which were trivial matters, which were completely different from the original intention. In the end, he had to comfort himself that if Huang Man'er wrote in a profound way, he would not understand it, so it would be best to be straightforward.

After writing the letter, Xu Fengnian stretched his waist and went outside the room. Sure enough, he saw the blue bird standing in the corridor of the courtyard. He looked at the sky and the heavy snow was a little resting. It was the best time for walking in brocade clothes at night. He pulled the blue bird out of Wutong Garden and planned to go to Fengyi Hall to tease the sister Fan who was sick like the West and was pitiful.

As for Lin Tanhua, Xu Fengnian felt very fond of Li Hanlin. On the way, Xu Fengnian remembered that today seemed to be the day she had listed for the dog release, and asked with a smile: "Is there any movement in the house?"

Bluebird's reply was as concise and clear as ever: "Yes."

Xu Fengnian was excited and smiled and said, "Are you looking for Xu Xiao?"

Bluebird shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Xu Fengnian sighed with regret: "Now there are fewer and fewer people taking the bait."

His Royal Highness has been idle for many years, so he deliberately let the Beiliang Palace, which was originally heavily guarded for many years, relax for a period of time, but it is tight inside, called "fishing", specifically seducing those heroes from the world who covet the secrets of the arsenal, or passionate enemies assassins.

There was a day when the card was released in the past four or five years, which attracted at most four groups of uninvited guests. After closing the door and beating the dog, it was said that the next day, there were twenty-six corpses that were sent to feed the dog.

After returning from the trip, I played the cards twice, but I didn’t get any results. I guess those grass-roots heroes have recovered and recovered. There are few fish and shrimps that are fooled, but I don’t know what the results are today. Xu Fengnian was extremely bored, which shows that.

The blue bird suddenly stopped and looked back at Wutong Garden.

Xu Fengnian asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

She said softly: "It's okay."

Xu Fengnian suppressed his doubts and came to Fengyi Hall. When he entered the room, he saw Sister Fan talking with someone named Lin. When he saw Xu Fengnian, Miss Fan seemed to be stunned for a moment, while Lin Tanhua felt like she was a betrayal of her parents. What he saw and heard in the mansion recently, he finally realized that the guy in front of him who claimed to be his highness was Prince Liang who was just a fake one. He stood up nervously and bowed to the end, and said in a trembling voice: "I have seen Your Highness the Prince."

Before Xu Fengnian could speak, the noise of soldiers from the royal family came from outside the door. The young master of the Lin family was confused, but Sister Fan smiled sadly and looked at Xu Fengnian with a complicated expression.

Yuan Zuozong, who ranked second only to Chen Zhibao among the adopted sons of Dazhuguo, walked into the house with armor and holding a portrait in his hand. The general who was the first in the Northern Liang Dynasty narrowed his beautiful phoenix eyes, first called His Highness the Prince, turned to look at the young guests, his eyes instantly cold, and he sneered: "Fan Xiaochai, Lin Yu, follow me."
To be continued...