Yang Zhan bid farewell to his family, mounted his horse, and headed north high-spirited.

He doesn't need servants to follow him, he just wants to take the opportunity to see the people he wants to see and do the things he wants to do.

Out of sight of his family, he turned a corner and arrived at Jinjiang Pier. Yang Biao, his servant, had prepared a boat, and Yang Zhan was sailing down the river with one man, one horse, one boat and one sail.

Yang Biao chased him on the shore and shouted: "Master, don't delay going to Beijing to take the exam!"

The ship passed Xinjin and Pengshan, and docked at the foot of Tooyi Mountain in Meizhou.

Toad Yishan faces the urban area of ​​Meizhou across the Minjiang River. The ancient trees on the mountain are towering, and the shade blocks out the sun. It is named Tooyishan because the shape of the mountain resembles the chin of a golden toad.

On the mountain there are not only the magnificent and mysterious Taoist temple, but also the Jiangxiang Pavilion where Meizhou students seek knowledge and study, and the Wangjiang Tower with a panoramic view of the Minjiang River.

The Minjiang River at the foot of the mountain has a smooth flow, transparent and deep blue water, and is also known as the Glass River.

Yang Zhan got off the boat and walked up the stone staircase to the Chongtong Temple, the first Taoist temple in southwest Sichuan.

The brothers sat around under a thousand-year-old Zhennan tree and listened to their master Ge Bao's lectures. It was early autumn, hot and stuffy, and Yang Zhan's arrival was like a breeze blowing in, making everyone smile.

Yang Zhan first bowed to Ge Bao and then met his brothers one by one.

Senior brother Zhu Pingxi, the youngest son of Shu King Zhu Zhi?; third junior brother Fei Xiaojin, fourth junior brother Shuai Yuanhong, fifth junior brother Liu Jiankuan, and one more, Ma Lanlan who disguised herself as a man, the daughter of Qin Liangyu, the commander-in-chief of Shidi, and Yang Zhan's

My fiancée has been practicing riding and shooting with Yang Zhan since she was a child.

These people are all the same as Yang Zhan, capable of both literature and martial arts. Only Yang Zhan passed the exam and was qualified to take the Beijing exam. So everyone said envious words of blessing and just waited to celebrate when they returned from high school. Teacher Ge Bao couldn't help but encourage him and said:

Yang Zhan was born with a vision and will be the Great Wall that the people of Shu can rely on, and so on.

Later, Ge Bao led everyone to offer incense to the Four-Eyed Immortal Old Master.

Due to the passage of time, the Four-Eyed Immortal has become a legend. The so-called Four-Eyed Immortal has four pupils in each eye.

The slingshot of the Immortal Weng is a bamboo bow and an iron bullet. It was first used to drive away tigers and wolves, and later was used to save people. If anything is asked for, an iron bullet will come to it, and it will come true. It is said that when Su Xun asked for a son, he got the Immortal Wenng in his dream.

Two iron bullets gave birth to two brothers, Su Shi and Su Che.

The four-eyed immortal's art of four pupils and the art of bamboo bow and iron bullet were passed down from generation to generation, and later derived the art of bow and arrow, the art of five elements, etc. The disciples of Chongpu Guan in the past generations either practiced Taoism, or practiced the art of slingshots, or practiced

He was proficient in the art of bow and arrow, even mastered the Five Elements, and was proficient in strategy, and he cultivated many heroes with extraordinary abilities.

The abbot of a Taoist temple is like Ge Bao. He must be an expert in every discipline so that he can pass it on from generation to generation.

After paying homage to the four-eyed immortal, everyone sat down in the teahouse. Ge Bao sighed: "Disciples, please enjoy the peaceful scene now. Since ancient times, before the world was in chaos, Shu was in chaos.

The common people will suffer."

"Master, why did you say this? There are just a few petty thieves recently." Zhu Pingxi always believed that the Ming Dynasty would last for thousands of years.

Yang Zhan was stunned. The master had always been able to predict the unknown.

Ge Bao continued: "Last night I dreamed of tigers, not one, not a group, but a village, a town, full of tigers, and all the people were eaten. One of them was golden and had bared teeth.

Grinning, roaring, running and jumping, unstoppable."

Yang Zhan quickly comforted him: "Perhaps the dream about the tiger is a sign of the master's progress in Taoism. Maybe one day, you can also ride on the tiger and lead the confused world to the Tao."

As the sun set, the master and his disciples came out of Chongtong Temple, climbed up to the Wangjiang Tower, and looked down at the Glass River. They saw the shadows of boats, the dots of sails, the sparkling waves on the river, and the late fishermen singing.

At night, the moon comes over the river, and the clear light soaks into the mountains and forests and dyes the pavilions. Being in it is like entering a fairyland. A group of people went to the river to step on the moon again.

Zhu Pingxi's father is already the thirteenth generation King of Shu, and the others are also Shu people for generations, so they naturally have flesh-and-blood feelings for Minjiang Fengyue.

Ma Lanlan followed Yang Zhan step by step, and the two looked at each other affectionately from time to time under the bright moon.

Seeing this scene, Fei Xiaojin teased Yang Zhan and said, "Let's recite poems. Each sentence must have the word "month" in it, and it must be a love poem."

Shuai Yuanhong refused and said, "Don't be sour. Just enjoy this Jiang Fengyue. Why bother holding back the sour water?"

Malanlan said affectionately: "I remember a ready-made poem: When the appointment is at the top of the moon, wait until the moon rises in the west. I don't know if the moon rises early when the mountain is low in Nuchu, or late when the mountain is high in Linchu."

Fei Xiaojin clapped his hands in praise, and the young prince took out his bamboo flute and played a song "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night".

While everyone was immersed in this rich poetic feeling, Yang Zhan suddenly shouted: "There are thieves on the other side!" Before he finished speaking, the arrow whizzed out, and someone on the other side fell dead in response to the string.

Ma Lanlan pushed Yang Zhan hard and said angrily: "How do you know he is a thief? If you accidentally kill a good person, let's see how you end up!"

Yang Zhan raised his head and answered: "I, Yang Zhan, still have some ability to resolve matters."

Master Ge Bao was really surprised and happy to see that Yang Zhan's four-eye technique and bow and arrow skills had reached the ultimate level.

Although it was a bright moonlit night, hundreds of meters across the river, without his fine pupils, how could Yang Zhan, with his calm personality, have easily fired the arrow? The arrow was bound to hit, which was the art of double-eye observation.

While he was talking, Liu Jiankuan had already pushed a piece of dead wood from the shore into the water, and used the wood as a boat to paddle towards the other side. Only he had this ability, as if he could ride the wind and waves in the big rivers and seas with just a leaf.

On the opposite bank was a deserted river beach. A man was lying down in the grass, and next to him was a pile of broken chickens and dogs. Liu Jiankuan threw the injured man on a piece of wood and carried him across the river.

Ge Bao took a closer look and was shocked. This person was Wang Daqi, the leader of the Huilong bandits who had robbed the tribute Shu brocade in Jiajiang. He ordered his junior brother Dingzhen to take the little Taoist priest to send Wang Daqi to the government as soon as possible.

The young prince Zhu Pingxi touched Yang Zhan's big bow and admired it. Fei Xiaojin, Shuai Yuanhong, Liu Jiankuan and Ma Lanlan all looked at Yang Zhan with respect and love. Yang Zhan became more and more ambitious.
Chapter completed!