The stars and moon flowed, and under the clear night sky, Pei Ye was lying on the reclining chair in the yard, lying in his arms a kitten that was as quiet as a brainless person, burning candlelight and holding a book.

Pei Ye thought about it for a long time before he realized that this cat was just a "tool" to complete the relationship between life and prosperity.

It is not the original body of the Chilong, but something that Chilong made to let him "rescue". It is probably similar to deliberately losing to children when he played with grass.

It was late today that the people from the Prefecture arrived. Pei Ye went there, but said that the envoy from the Shenjing suspected that the case was related to the purpose of their trip, so he asked the Prefecture to take the case over, so Pei Ye could cooperate with them to investigate.

After talking about the main business, Pei Ye stayed in the county government office and squatted in the hall and had a meal with several adults. The adults from the prefecture were quite enthusiastic and friendly, and they were not stingy with titles such as "young hero", "soldier", and "hero". However, Pei Ye was really uninformed and was a real country bumpkin style. He couldn't understand the poems of praise, and he had never heard of the ancient heroes who used them as a comparison. Even if the adults didn't use allusions and praised them in a straightforward way, as long as they were not careful and elegant in words, he would be stunned for a while.

After eating a meal that chickens and ducks talked about, Pei Ye couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Chang Zhiyuan smiled and asked him if he wanted to take two books back to read them. Pei Ye nodded quickly.

Chang Zhiyuan took out two books from the bookshelf and was about to ask him whether he wanted to read "The Analects of Confucius" first or "Mencius" first, but when he looked back, he saw the boy holding two volumes of the mansion and throwing his eyes into tentative eyes. He couldn't help but laugh helplessly and took back the two books and all the recommendations.

At this time, I was lying in the peaceful courtyard, listening to the chirping of insects in Qingyuan, bathing in the warm and cool Ye Hua, and turning on the national newspaper in my hand, Pei Lichen experienced the laziness that had not been seen for a long time.

As usual, I skipped the previous political affairs section and came to the last session of the missions of the Southern countries who had not been able to take a closer look.

This kind of civil and military exchange is to activate entertainment and promote publicity. After all, if the southern missions come to Beijing to worship, the people will not care much, but if the princess who accompany him is so beautiful, and which hero is so legendary, and even better than a certain genius in the Tang Dynasty, it will inevitably cause circulating, discussing, and even quarrels. Once the quarrel starts, everyone will naturally pay attention to the southern missions that come every year, and subtly plant the friendly cognition of both sides.

The second is to enhance communication in a real way. Under geopolitical obstacles, there is indeed some fog in the mutual understanding between the two paths of civil and military affairs. Under the discussion, they can also confirm each other's gains.

Third, the audience is the most concerned about the audience, but the official face is relatively obscure.

Pei Ye also saw this.

The editor obviously understands it too, and it does not disappoint everyone's interest. After a few simple nonsense, he recorded in detail the process and results of the comparison between civil and military affairs.

At the literary meeting, [Poetry and Prose], [Policy and Prose], both of them were won by Xu Chuo, the daughter of the old minister, and the saint personally took the name Lingzi for him. The work of this Wenkui was attached to it. Pei Ye looked at it and was dazzled and skipped directly. Wu was once more unsurprisingly captured the top three, and was the closed disciple of the head of the Qingwei Taoist Sect [Ask the Heart in Fire] Yan Feiqing, the 27th generation of the White Deer Palace [Sword Demon] Yang Zhenbing and the Right Shenwu Army Si Ge [Sleeping Dragon] Qin Shang.

Yan Feiqing... Pei Ye gently touched the name and recalled it in a daze.

Just as Cheng Feng admired him, Pei Ye, who was thirteen or fourteen, also had his own admirers.

I remember the first time I read the Hefu Book that year, I was with Uncle Lin. The dazzling name on it made him very upset, so I asked Uncle Lin who is more powerful.

At that time, Uncle Lin pointed to a name written in the countdown and said: "The closed disciple of the Qingwei sect is just sixteen years old, a genius. Don't look at him now, he is now 889, and within two years, he will definitely enter the top 100."

In fact, the young Pei Ye did not know this character, nor did he know how martial arts, nor how he looked. He just listened to him that he really won seemingly impossible battles again and again as he expected. Seeing the name "Yan Feiqing" climbing on the Hefu Book, which was very difficult to improve, in a unit of hundreds of people, those shocked peeks involuntarily gathered into worship.

I still remember Lin Lin saying, "You practice martial arts with your skills. Then we recommend you to participate in the martial arts ceremony. When you arrive at Shenjing, you may be able to see the living Yan Feiqing."

At this time, these emotions were already unfamiliar, and Pei Ye didn't know where this genius had arrived in the Hefu Book.

Is it at least the top 30 that can win the martial arts master for the country?

After reaching this position, I'm afraid I can't rise as fast as before, right?

Unfortunately, just like the long-time residence newspaper, Pei Ye has never seen the Hefu Book in the past three years.

Seeing this familiar name again, I was eager to try my best to recover my health. The ambition of dreaming of climbing to the Hefu Heroes Book seemed to have returned. Pei Ye grabbed the sword beside him and jumped up, dancing a set of flying goose sword styles in the yard on the snowy night.

After the dance, he still ended with the first move [Clouds and Sky Covering the Eyes and Feathers]. The sword drew a flowing arc like water and cut into a pear.

Even though he had learned this sword, the magical beauty that flowed out of it still made Pei Ye's mind sway.

He looked at the white and watery sword body in his hand obsessively and murmured: "I wonder what level of this sword pose is in this world... Can Yan Feiqing feel some pressure?"

"The Sword of the Upper." A sound like a cool night in the clear water suddenly came from outside the wall.

Pei Ye suddenly pulled away his sword and stood on the hospital wall. He didn't feel anyone's peeping at all.

"Sorry, I have no malice, I just continue what you said." The man stood outside the wall, still in a calm and cool tone. "This sword is cold and deep, the sword moves are already exquisite and incompetent, and the sword intent is deep into the bones. At this point, it is already called the first-class sword in the world. And the more magical thing is that the sword intent is not lingering in oneself, but pointing directly to the enemy's heart. "The Preface to the Sword of the Sword in the Sky Pavilion" says, "The sword is lowered and the sword is lowered and the flesh is lowered and the heart is higher." The sharpest part of this sword is 'asking for the heart with blood'."

This sword appeared in the world for the first time since the old man created it in his heart, and it was the second time tonight. In other words, the person outside the wall just stood outside and listened to his use, and then analyzed the sword so thoroughly that Pei Ye was shocked by this vision and insight.

"However, if you want to deal with Yan Feiqing, it is not appropriate." The man said again.

Pei Ye had long forgotten to explain that he did not want to be an enemy of Yan Feiqing, so he just asked blankly: "Why?"

The outsiders didn't seem to think that it was ridiculous for a country boy who didn't even have true energy to treat his enemy Yan Feiqing, and he said calmly and seriously: "Because what Yan Feiqing is most afraid of is 'asking for his heart'."
Chapter completed!