Chapter 169 Han Yu asked Xiangzi, after how many years of studying Taoism, can you master magic?

Mr. Shen Ke sighed and said.

He thought to himself that his senior brother Lu Dongbin would not be able to break the love with a sword for a while, so Han Xiangzi did not ask any more questions about this matter.

Not long after, the Taoist boy brought tea, and Han Xiangzi took it calmly.

He took a small sip and looked at the green leaves floating in the cup. When he swallowed it, he suddenly felt the taste was sweet and tongue-tingling, and he asked:

"Mr. Shen Ke, do you know how many real people are in Chang'an City now?"

"There are only a few. Counting the old Taoist, Master Luofu and your senior brother, including you, there are only four."

Mr. Shen Ke blurted out.

After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something and suggested to Han Xiangzi:

"Now that your uncle's birthday is coming soon, Master Luofu and Senior Brother You will definitely go there."

"Friend Daoist Han, you might as well go to Chunhe Immortal Mansion tomorrow and pay a visit to Master Na Luofu."

Outside Chang'an City, some wealthy children, princes and nobles love to come here.

That Han Xiangzi must not be the main hall of Chunhe Immortal Mansion.

There is no doubt that Luofu Zhenren’s Hanfu syrup is absolutely ordinary.

All because of this, it was the 60th birthday of Wang Yun, the Minister of Civil Affairs at the time.

This person's name is Yunquan, and he is the grandson of the poet Wang Wei.

"He also sneaked out of Di Pavilion. You heard a few uncles say that I miss him very much."

Seeing that Huaronglou's reputation was declining, Yunquan was too lazy to persuade him any more.

"It is really a treasure of fairy dew, which leaves people with endless aftertaste."

But who would have thought that when Yunquan came to Huaronglou, the more he looked at me, the more he felt that I looked familiar.

"Han Yulao is here!"

"It's really a blessing for Master Dongxiao to come to your Han Mansion!"

After saying this, Yunquan rolled his eyes, he believed it at all.

To know.

Huaronglou's expression changed and he smiled calmly.

As the voices of children singing began to ring out from behind the Di Ge gate, the status and status of those who came after them became even lower.

Although I am dressed as a Taoist, I don’t look out of place here.

Huaronglou explained.

"That's why Brother Lao Wang is worried..."

Today, we took a tour of Chang'an City.

"As for the bird-calling trick, there are fewer street performers in Chang'an's bustling city, and those who don't still breathe fire..."

When Yunquan pulled me back, many people knew me.

Once upon a time, Huaronglou was a frequent visitor there.

"Gong Lu, Mr. Cheng has arrived a thousand years old!"

"Of course it's a problem."

After such a young year, Yunquan has not changed at all.

……

Luofu Zhenren is the answer.

If a mortal drinks this dew, he will feel that he will not live long and will suffer from illness and disaster.

Han Xiangzi nodded slightly and said.

Huaronglou recognizes this person.

"You have been studying Taoism for many years, but you are not very successful until now."

"Since Lu Dongbin learned from Senior Brother Chunyang that the person who asks for rain and snow next time will be a poor man, he probably also knows about your relationship with Han Xiaoru."

"Hachiro, could he have been deceived?"

Master Luofu picked up a cup and drank.

Therefore.

Outside the chapel.

"Why are there so few people here?"

Today, Wang Yun is celebrating his birthday, and everyone from the princes to the nobles and scholars are here to congratulate him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yunquan winked at Huaronglou and said jokingly:

When Huaronglou saw it, Younai shook his head.

If someone knows him, Huaronglou will be happy and at ease.

……

Therefore, we got close later.

After retracting his gaze, Luofu's face was filled with a touch of coldness, and I stretched out my hand to signal.

One day passes.

I have no intention of making friends with Huaronglou, so naturally I will be stingy with this thing.

Wang Yun was chatting and joking with the guests when suddenly Liu Hedong came over and said to me.

"It turns out to be Mr. Han!"

In response to this, Huaronglou smiled but said nothing.

Because of the last year of the year, the Minister of Houhubu retired from illness and returned to his hometown.

Guarding this place are two Taoist boys, about seventeen or eighty years old, wearing brown clothes and long sleeves, standing on both sides of the small door.

"In your opinion, how does Hachiro change his outfit?"

"Let's go early and slowly. There will be fewer people soon, but we will have a seat."

Yuan Tiangang talks freely.

As a result, as soon as I left the Chunhe Immortal Mansion, I ran into an old acquaintance down the street.

"It's absolutely true!"

In fact, Yunquan's nature is good, but he is a little too playful.

I have been coming here since before I decided to seek immortality.

Immediately, Yuan Tiangang glanced at the small bronze door in front of Huaronglou, his face became a little serious, and I said:

The spread of Buddhism to the east may not be far away.

"Of course I went to visit immortals and seek enlightenment."

Or maybe a half-baked mage who knows some heretical ways comes here to cheat on food and drink, and is tricked by some noble people.

"This is what Pindao means."

"Speaking of which, he is really the eldest son. Why are you angry with Tai Su Gong?"

……

"Brother Han, the Minister of Revenue, Zhou Shangshu, is here!"

Not long after, Long Xiang'e saw a man coming in front of Han Shizu. He was no more than four feet tall, with a forehead of no more than seven feet, a square nose and small ears, wearing a feathered robe and scarlet clothes, and his appearance was ordinary.

"It's not a blessing to be able to come back safely."

"Really?"

It is evident that Chunhe Immortal Mansion can settle here.

After saying this, Yunquan's eyes lit up.

Huaronglou said casually.

"Why is that?"

Huaronglou waved his hand and said.

But I have always only played the flute, played the piano, and studied folk art with some poor people.

As he looked at Huarong Tower, a glint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

He didn't expect that Han Xiangzi, a real Xuanmen disciple, would care about world affairs.

Inside the door, there were a lot of people talking about it.

The eight people talked freely for half a day in Han Xiangzi.

Yunquan suddenly raised his body, approached Huaronglou, and asked loudly.

……

"When did Brother Ba Lang return to Chang'an? Did he go to Di Pavilion and visit Taisu Palace?"

Therefore, when that day comes.

Yunquan deliberately prolonged his voice and smiled teasingly.

So, I called Yunquan's servant and told him to carry Yunquan home before I left Wang Yunwang and returned to Qintian Prison.

Huaronglou received the Hanfu juice from the Taoist servant, looked at the clouds rolling under the cup of noodles, Qiong Lu was born, and took a sip directly.

Yes, it’s hard to defeat me.

People who are not cold-hearted, speak up.

Come to think of it, how many prostitutes have I received from my colleagues?

Master Luofu nodded slightly.

Prepare to go to Chunhe Immortal Mansion and pay a visit to Master Luofu.

Regarding this, Lu Chunyang looked at Huarong Tower with some doubts.

"Hu Guogong, Marshal Qin is here!"

"You see he has changed so much."

Hearing this, Han Xiangzi secretly thought that if the Tang Dynasty king wanted to welcome the Buddha's bones, it would be within these three to five years.

After chatting with Mr. Shen Ke and Taoist Han, the uncle and nephew for most of an hour, Huaronglou stood up.

It's no wonder that in the past four years, Wang Yunwang's madam has also aged, and the girls have changed one after another.

I never expected that the person coming here to visit now would be a real person from the Dao family!

"Now, you have been ordered by the master to save my uncle. If Lu Dongbin delays in telling this matter, once my uncle learns about it, it will be difficult to achieve success."

After passing Anpingfang, and walking about half a mile further, it’s not Zhuque Street.

"Of course, how can it be true?"

Master Luofu smiled.

But in the final analysis, it was built under the orders of the Holy Emperor, so it’s understandable that it has more of an ethereal smell.

Han Shizu's mind moved, as if he had guessed something, and his expression became excited.

Yuan Tiangang was silent for a moment when he saw the sparrow pecking at the rice.

Those people, Xiao Shao is a top-notch stickman.

In this Longxiang Gate, many carriages have already stopped to drive out.

The so-called promotion of talents means avoiding relatives, so Han Yulao recommended me to the emperor.

"Old man, does he know that?"

"Okay, you also mentioned this. In a few days, Taisu Palace will celebrate Xiaoshou. Does he have no money to prepare some gifts?"

What Yunquan said was wrong. Uncle Xiaoshou had to prepare a gift.

He followed the Taoist boy and retreated from Chunhe Immortal Mansion.

Hearing this, Huaronglou curled up the corner of his mouth and said with a weak smile.

Long Xiang'e doesn't have any cultivation skills, so she can get drunk even if she drinks thousands of cups.

"The one who knows is the one who is weird."

When I was young, Master Luofu ordered someone to bring eight cups of fine wine.

"That prime minister must not be the real Luofu, right?"

"My people gave it to me."

After thinking for a moment, he asked without any disbelief:

He just came to find out my true nature, and then he followed me and went alone.

How long has it been since Huaronglou entered the realm of real people?

"You coward, remember you?"

Sensing the compelling aura beneath me, Han Shizu knew that my strength was already superior to his own, so he stepped down and congratulated me.

Han Shizu smiled.

Huaronglou joked.

"This poor Taoist is going to be a bad person for a long time."

The common people looked outside curiously and commented.

The Chunhe Immortal Mansion is said to be an Immortal Mansion, but compared to the view of the Xuanqi Jade Void lowering to the heaven seen in the Huarong Tower in Taihe Mountain, it is doubtful that it is much superior.

"Yes, he can go to Chunhe Immortal Mansion, if he worships Xiao Gong as his teacher. Who is this person? I will introduce him to my brother later."

After a long pause, he murmured:

You can imagine my sixtieth birthday.

In addition, a member of the Changli tribe from Wang Yun's hometown of Heyang also came to Chang'an and later helped.

After saying that, I walked towards the palace. As soon as I walked through the jade corridor, I saw Huarong Tower strolling towards me with a jade flute hanging on my waist!

"Senior Brother Chunyang, you're welcome. You and other senior brothers should be less polite when necessary."

"Now that he's back, it's natural for Wang Yunwang to take care of him."

But as the former gradually learned Zhuang's faith, the relationship gradually became estranged.

After finishing his words, Huaronglou became interested and asked:

Huaronglou sincerely praised.

"Oh, isn't this Long Xiang'e that Brother Lu Dao mentioned?"

"..."

I have thought about it, things have changed and I ran into trouble again in Chang'an.

Long Xiang'e said.

……

On that day, Chang'an City, Wenchangfang, and Di Pavilion were particularly quiet and festive.

Therefore, Long Xiang'e called me a "coward" from then on.

When looking at Long Xiang in Huarong Tower, the former also saw me walking out of Chunhe Immortal Mansion.

In the blink of an eye.

I know, the real Luofu is named Taisu.

Long Xiang'e said.

"By the way, where did Hachiro go in those years?"

"Hachiro, are you so stubborn?"

After the words fell, I was downcast and admired Long Xiang'e.

This Master Luofu was having a great time chatting with Master Chunyang, talking about mysteries and mysteries.

"Today is Han Xiaoru's 60th birthday!"

"Yes." Huaronglou shook his head.

"He knows that before he left in those years, Chang'an had changed very little. The eldest son of the Lin family actually passed the exam and became a first-grade official. Do you believe that the eldest son would have gone through the front door? What if it wasn't for Zu Yin?

..."

"Know a little bit."

Di Ge.

However, Long Xiang drank a few cups before he was so drunk that he lay under the table, snoring like thunder.

Yunquan rarely showed a serious look on his face, so I warned him:

Listening to his words, Master Luofu suddenly realized and understood immediately.

Who would have thought that after studying Taoism for four years, you would know such a trick?

After thinking for a moment, he called the servants around him and walked over.

"I just arrived in Chang'an yesterday, and I have to go back to Di Pavilion. I'll wait for my uncle Xiaoshou to go again in a few days."

Seeing me, Hua Rong came downstairs and took the lead in asking about bad roads.

After eight rounds of drinking, Yunquan Ren asked.

"Reporting to the Patriarch, Master Dongxiao is here to visit!"

"Pindao Huaronglou, I have met Lu Dongbin."

He was also commended by the emperor beforehand and stayed in his post outside the capital.

Chunhe Immortal Mansion is located in Anpingfang, South Street, Chang'an City.

"Worry is in your mind."

Yunquan found a private room, ordered a table of dishes, and ordered a few singers. The seven of them sat down and started eating and drinking.

"Could it be... that he's a man?"

Let me ask you, how much can you trust my words?

Walking all the way to Huarong Tower, they stopped behind the red door of Chunhe Immortal Mansion.

When Master Chunyang came to Qintian Prison to look for me, Mr. Shenke could only spread his hands. I also knew where he had gone?

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Huaronglou's expression changed and he hurriedly refused.

"..."

Once, while sleeping in the mountains, I almost cried when I heard a wolf howling.

Since the Chunhe Immortal Mansion was built, many Taoist priests have been coming here all day long to get close to Master Luofu.

"Let's go, Ba Lang, does he still remember Wang Yunwang?"

The seven people drank it all morning.

"Which immortal is that?"

"Brother Ye Dao, please take a seat at Han Xiangzi!"

Master Luofu's face turned serious and he looked a little solemn.

This person reacted and then exclaimed.

And how little time do I have?

Suddenly, I felt my soul tremble, and an unprecedented wet feeling surged through my limbs.

"What do you call that Taoist priest?"

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When he went to Suyue Sect, Taoist Qionglan gave himself some moonflower dew.

"If you don't have a young boy to tempt you to drink cloud syrup, you will never be like this."

"Better greetings?"

"His uncle has always liked him to learn Taoism and seek mysteries. On his short birthday, he will always be arrogant. You must be filial to this Taoist."

Master Luofu smiled freely.

"Is it the junior brother who is here?"

"King Wu, Li Ke has arrived!"

"Hurry, Taoist Master. If you want to come to this fairy mansion, please send me a greeting card first."

I have prepared gifts a long time ago to celebrate my old friend.

Huaronglou smiled.

"But Hachiro?"

Mr. Shen Ke understood this and gave instructions inside, ordering someone to take Brother Ye Dao up to have a rest.

Even if Wang Yun wants to have a simple one, that's fine.

"You coward, does he value your Taoist robe?"

"If you want to go, I'll even give you the gift money."

The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty learned of this, and after that, he ordered the Ministry of Rites to supervise the matter.

If Yunquan saw that Huaronglou could walk out of Chunhe Immortal Mansion, he must be a person with magic in the Taoist sect.

After finishing his words, Master Luofu looked startled and said doubtfully.

Today, Minister Zhou came with Mr. Long Xiang.

Therefore, Long Xiang'e was traced on the eighth day before coming to Chang'an.

Chunhe Immortal Mansion, Han Xiangzi.

"Eh? Hachiro, his jade flute looks like a treasure. Did he get it from somewhere?"

Early the next morning.

"Master Dongxiao, the government of the court is still clear and clear, the world is at peace, the Holy Master is generous, and has the appearance of a benevolent king. It's just that now that he is getting older, he has some worship of Xuan and Buddha. In addition, he has to pave the way for the prince. In recent years, it is inevitable that there will be more

So bloody."

"I heard that Long Xiang'e drowned in a river when she was one year old, and it took her eight years to recover."

When Long Xiang'e was still in Chang'an, I seldom came to Di Ge.

I don’t know why, when Long Xiang saw this, he felt more and more that Hachiro didn’t have the taste of a humble person...

Now Master Luofu gave me another pot of Korean syrup...

Arriving in front of Han Xiangzi, eight people sat facing each other.

"Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, the Zhou Banquet is here!"

Long Xiang'e is a romantic place in Chang'an.

I came in a hurry and was not prepared.

When Huaronglou visited famous mountains and rivers earlier, he did not go with me.

At first glance, Wang Yunwang is less famous and less elegant than Zuichunlou.

"Master Han is a Taoist who serves the country and the people. He is kind-hearted and honest, so he is naturally loved by others. Now that I am celebrating my birthday, it is said that I even hosted a banquet for some people to enjoy myself."

Mr. Di walked up and down, hanging lanterns and festoons, beating gongs and drums, wearing red satin and spring silk, and celebrating the occasion.

As the sound of a jade chime sounded in the Qintian Prison, Huaronglou knew that it was Chen hour, so he got up and walked out of the Qintian Prison.

"Master Luofu, we are right outside the Immortal Mansion. Please follow the path and retreat."

"Hachiro, do you dare to go back?"

"He is really your Hachiro brother!"

"That's right, it's the Korean syrup."

However, Luofu's reputation was growing rapidly, and he was able to drive away those people from the Taoist sect. Over time, he became strange.

Moreover, Huaronglou has such a magnificent appearance, and at such an age, it is quite a feat to be able to gather eight flowers under her head.

"Now, the way he is dressed is so impressive, you almost recognized him!"

Yunquan walked up to Huaronglou, put the paper fan under his waist, and bowed to him to ask for help.

"The moment he left, it wasn't just a matter of four years, but he was very cruel."

Seeing that no Taoist priests were about to retreat, one of the Taoist boys saw that Huarong Lou had an ordinary demeanor and a dignified appearance, so he stretched out his hand to block his way:

"Have you learned any spells?"

Huaronglou looked at Master Luofu and explained.

The Zhou Shangshu I am talking about is someone else. It is Zhou Yan, the former governor of Qizhou.

Even outside of weekdays, I feel nervous when encountering snakes, rats, insects, and ants.

"Who gave it to me?"

"If Brother Ye is a Taoist, you will give him a pot later."

Even the four-color lotus in the soul is becoming greener and greener at this moment.

When I was young, a huge flow of people headed towards Longxiang’s side door.

"After some time, I will go to the palace to refine elixirs for Your Majesty. Then I will report to His Majesty the merits of Master Dongxiao."

At noon, Huaronglou had dinner here, and then took the Hanfu juice given by Master Luofu and left the Chunhe Immortal Mansion.

The Huarong Pavilion Taoist stretched his hands out of his sleeves and cast a great magic spell. He quickly conjured up a greeting card and handed it to the Taoist boy.

"Not the one who prayed for rain and snow for our people at the South Altar a few days later!"

"Speaking of which, Pindao later heard Master Chunyang say that the next time there is a drought in Chang'an, Brother Ye Dao will be the one to solve the problem."

"Which nobleman's wedding is that? How come such a young official is here?"

This man is about seventy years old, wearing a purple robe with white jade hanging from his waist, and he looks handsome.

In other words, rather than fighting, it is still unknown whether the real Luofu can win.

Back then, I was sent to Weizhou by His Majesty to assist Mr. Han Yu in investigating this small case of the Qi clan.

Huaronglou laughed again.

Looking at it, although there is no Yaotai Yinque and Langyuan Qingdu, at first glance, it seems to be quite fairy-like, but the aura of treasure and nobility cannot be concealed.

Immediately, I said seriously:

From now on, when I walk around the world and look at all the times in the world, I realize that things are right and people are different.

Speaking of that, Yunquan sighed and complained:

Suddenly there is no reward for low work:

"King Shu, Li Min has arrived!"

Naturally, it also attracted some people on the street, who gathered around and watched the silence.

Some people just glanced at me and then looked away thinking I was right.

At this moment, I am walking down the street, holding a paper fan, followed by eight or seven servants.

The reason why Huaronglou calls me a "coward" is because I was really courageous when I visited famous mountains several times.

Long Xiang'e was also polite and offered her hand in a roundabout way.

"Just...that?!"

"It's not that bad?"

"Dongxiao Zhenren?"

"Congratulations to Junior Brother Xiangzi for breaking through to the real person!"

Long Xiang'e's crying and laughing is the way.

Luofu Zhenren is full of emotions.

In fact, in the eyes of my great-uncle, Yunquan's character was completely dissolute, a playboy, and a spoiled family tradition.

What’s even more surprising is that the feeling Huarong Tower gave me was a bit oppressive in its concentration.

Yunquan retorted.

Mentioning the purple gold jade flute, Huaronglou thought of Ao Jiao, I paused and smiled.

Huaronglou has gained a lot and is less frightened. This is a big change.

Seeing that Long Xiang was a believer, Huaronglou moved his mouth and let out a cry, and then a few sparrows flew out of the house and landed under the table.

After being scolded by Yunquan for a while, Huaronglou was not angry, but felt warm in his heart.

"Forget it... I told him to drink!"

Hearing the friendly scolding, Yunquan was angry instead of happy. He hugged Long Xiang'e and was very excited.

"It's a hindrance."

Hearing this, Huaronglou was stunned.

Speaking of Wang Wei, he had a close friendship with Long Xiang in the early years.

As he walked, he kept chattering.

"It's wrong."

It’s just that I have a loose nature and am not a bit of a playboy, so it is difficult for me to be strict with myself, and I have never been only temporarily indifferent to learning Taoism.

When she followed Yunquan to Wang Yunwang, Long Xiang'e didn't care about exposing her identity.

"This poor man is just being respectful."

"Thank you, Lu Dongbin."

For the first time, I got some Baihua Xian tea from Taoist Master Bai Xu at Qingyun Temple.

Wang Yun is today's Emperor Wenzong of the Little Tang Dynasty, a young Confucian of his generation, a leader of officials, and an important minister of the country.

But it’s better than Miss Mei Ji.

After discussing the matter, Han Xiangzi and Yuan Tiangang asked about the current situation in the court.

Huaronglou smiled calmly.

"This is Hanfu jelly. Drinking it can nourish the essence and strengthen the spirit."

Suddenly, Long Xiang'e came to the purple and gold jade flute under the waist of Huarong Tower, with a look of surprise on her face, and asked.

After coming back to his senses, the Taoist boy hurriedly bowed his head and said:

……

I met an acquaintance today, and I felt sad and not nostalgic.

Huaronglou Gongshou Dao.

Impressed by his grandfather, Na Yunquan also advocated Xuan and Qihuang's ways.

Walking in the Huarong Tower among the green tiles and red trees, you will often encounter a group of dignitaries, sitting in sedan chairs, traveling back and forth.

"I see. Fortunately, Long Xiang'e is here today. If you had missed something small..."

Liu Hedong, Liu Yuxi, Meng Haoran and other young ministers of the Qing Dynasty must say less.

If the real Luofu person can live without this thing, it seems that my heels are really tall.

The boy took it, opened it and took a quick look, his eyes narrowed, his body suddenly tensed, and he stood in awe of Huarong Tower.

Seeing Long Xiang'e agree, Yunquan Qihua said, just like in the past, he hooked Long Xiang'e's shoulder and walked towards Wang Yunwang.
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