There was a lot of noise outside the building, and even Lu Xing and others felt noisy outside the well-insulated house.

"What happened? Let's go take a look." Lu Xing walked out of the house first. At this moment, in Zhaonanxuan, many people drinking in the building were walking out the door.

Above the sky, a scroll was opened that blocked out the sky and the sun. The writing and ink in it were flowing like clouds and flowing water, as if they were drawing dragons.

From Lu Xing's perspective at this moment, wherever he looked he could only see the word "文道".

"This is the Confucian heavenly genealogy Liuling, written in ink, and the scroll is several miles long and wide, used to inform the world." Liu Danyang explained.

Chu Chu curled his lips: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about it. These rotten Confucians love to show off."

Lu Xing read it with great interest. The handwriting in the scroll was at the level of a master's, and the way it blocked out the sky and the sun, even if it was an embroidered pillow, was so fascinating.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" The horse's hooves clattered, running all the way from the east of the city to the west of the city. The man on the horse, holding pen and ink in one hand and pulling the reins with the other, looked up at the big characters in the sky. Every time he passed a section of the road, he would read the characters he saw.

Written on the palm of my hand.

To memorize the entire Tianpu Liuling, a total of eight cavalry were needed, two each in the southeast, northwest and northwest. They had to move as fast as a spark to memorize all the words before the Tianpu Liuling dissipated.

While waiting, Lu Xing asked Liu Danyang to find a set of pen and ink, and copied the two words "文道" in the sky.

At the first point, Lu Xing felt a little happy, and his pen paused just right.

At the second stroke, Lu Xing clearly felt that the ink in his hand had a little more weight, and it was so thick that it was difficult to drag it.

On the third stroke, cold sweat broke out on Lu Xing's forehead, and it became increasingly difficult to control the pen in his hand. Even moving the slightest amount of energy consumed a lot of energy.

At the last moment, Lu Xingkong put his free left hand on the table, and he was sweating all over. If he hadn't replenished his energy and blood with Xiao Yu yesterday, he might not even have the strength to hold the pen.

"Bang!" The penholder broke at the sound, and Lu Xing almost lost his balance. When Liu Danyang saw this, he quickly stepped forward to support Lu Xing, but he never thought that Lu Xing's body was extremely heavy, and he could only hold Lu Xing half-way while leaning against the wall.

Their bodies were close to Lu Xing's.

Liu Danyang is not a flower vase, she practices Gu magic, and it is easy to lift a hundred kilograms with one hand. Lu Xing's weight at the moment is probably no less than five hundred kilograms, but this is not the weight of his physical body, but the weight of his literary spirit.

Chu Chu lowered his gaze to the paper on the table. The word "文" shone with golden light, as if there were meridians and blood flowing through it, as if it was trying to escape from the paper.

"I didn't expect that the prince would have such talent in cultivating Confucianism. In terms of writing, he is only slightly inferior to the great master."

"Sir, you are pressing me down." Liu Danyang was a little out of breath, half of her chest was pressed by Lu Xing's shoulders, making her breathless.

Lu Xing belatedly realized that after writing the word "文", he seemed to have fallen into a gentle land, especially his left arm, which felt soft and soft from time to time.

It turns out... Lu Xing took advantage of others by being with Smiley Face, so he was embarrassed to call Aunt Liu anymore.

"Liu Danyang, thank you very much just now."

Liu Danyang also blushed with embarrassment, but when he saw Lu Xing's ashamed look, he felt a little more happy: "If you don't know how to call me, sir, just call me Dan'er." He said the word "Dan'er" very quietly,

Lu Xing's ears turned red after hearing this.

Far far away in the sky, a man in white clothes stood on the clouds.

"Someone is imitating my handwriting?" Chu Xiuming frowned slightly: "I am less than ten miles away from Jiacheng. Even ordinary gentlemen cannot carry my literary fortune to write."

Chu Xiuming had a thought in his mind, Liu Ling had already opened the book for dozens of times, so he should just put it away, which would also burn away the imitators' writings.

The literary symbols in the sky slowly dissipated, but the imitated word remained silent. Chu Xiuming strengthened his control over Haoran's energy, but his expression changed slightly the next moment.

"Who can actually cut off the connection between me and Haoran Qi!"

In the folded text book Liuling, the word "文" in it has lost some of its charm.

Chu Xiuming was puzzled. Logically speaking, his use of Wenpu Liuling in Jiacheng was within the rules. The people in Longhu Mountain would definitely not intervene, so who would be able to block his method?

While puzzled, Chu Xiuming became somewhat interested in the person who copied his handwriting. Just Jiacheng, who could it be?

At this moment, looking at the third floor of Zhao Nanxuan, Chu Chu sneered in his heart.

There are five realms below the Confucian sage, which are divided into scholar, gentleman, sage, great Confucianism, and Taoism. Chu Xiu Ming cannot reach the realm of sages, and is not as good as the old man. How can he destroy the cultural treasures that the prince has put so much effort into leaving behind.

During the tea time, a small official from the government office came to the official road holding a piece of cloth. There are eight official roads in Jiacheng. Usually, the four small officials finish talking about one place in a hurry, and then rush Baizhang to another place.

"Twenty miles north of the city, there are relics of Wen Dao. I live here, sage. The ruins will be opened in three days. If there are people from all over the world who are destined to Wen Dao, you can come and come. I will choose ten people and bring ten disciples of Yingtian Academy.

Twenty people entered the ruins together. - The wise man Chu Xiuming."

The crowd of onlookers seemed to have exploded, and the uproar echoed throughout Jiacheng.

"It has been said that there have been no literary relics in Youzhou for twenty years. Everyone says that Yingtian Academy has exhausted the literary fortune. I didn't expect that I would bump into it today!"

"What are you waiting for? I have to go and inform the children in my family immediately. If anyone can enter the ruins, he will become an official in the court in the future, let alone a third-grade official."

"I have been living in poverty for ten years. When I traveled to Jiacheng this time, I really encountered an opportunity that I haven't seen in twenty years. God and fate!"

…

"Three days later?" Chu Chu curled his lips and chuckled: "You may say he is a wise man, but in the end he is still a poor scholar."

"Three days are like a red rabbit that travels a thousand miles in a day, and the round trip can only be 1,500 miles. If there is any further delay in the middle, the journey will be even closer. The so-called four seas are actually only a thousand miles, and I am afraid that the one who wins in the end should be the one who wins.

A disciple of Tianshuyuan."

Lu Xing understood what he heard, but his curiosity arose in his heart. He always felt that Chu Chu had great opinions on Confucian scholars.

"Has Third Uncle ever had a conflict with a Confucian scholar? Either he is poor, or he is a corrupt Confucian, and cannot hear a good word from him."

Chu Chu's face paused, his eyebrows slightly raised: "Why would you say this, Your Majesty? It's just that every word is true."

"Giggle..." Liu Danyang covered his mouth and smiled: "Hasn't the prince heard about Mr. Chu's romantic past? You must know that it is passed down orally from top to bottom in Xuejin City, and it is often regarded as a classic in all novels."

"Liu Danyang!" Chu Chu was so angry that every time I met a woman who bit her back. Looking at Lu Xing's face, he couldn't reprimand him, so he could only say seriously: "It's up to you to choose when I'm not around.

Say. In short, you are not allowed to—”

"That's all, I'm going to find some wine to drink." Chu Chu's face was dark. At this moment, he just wanted to smell the mellow smell of wine.

For a while, only Liu Danyang and Lu Xing were left in the compartment.

"Sir, do you want to hear about Mr. Chu's past?" Liu Danyang smiled calmly, the bags under his eyes full of charm.

Lu Xing silently drank all the tea in the cup and swallowed his mouthful of amorous feelings: "Dan'er, pull up your tube top. I'm a little..." He couldn't say the rest of the words. He was feeling slightly unwell after the misty rain last night.

"Sir, if..." Liu Danyang slightly lowered his eyelashes, his peach eyes flickered, and pressed his collar with his left hand, saying softly: "Later, I will find a jar of medicinal wine for the master. It is made from peach blossoms and is made of precious ingredients."

Tiger whip, snake gallbladder? Lu Xing quickly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, thinking about them, I am very persistent.

"Ahem, cough," Lu Xing said with a serious look on his face: "Let's get down to business, why did you find a way to get rid of your third uncle? Don't tell me what romantic stories you want to say, you should know that's not what I want to hear."

Liu Danyang has been running a restaurant for more than ten years. He has developed an intolerance for observing words and expressions early on, and he is about to hide his charming appearance.

"Sir, it's not that I want to hide it from Mr. Chu, but I don't want the elders to know about it too early."

"Besides, if Mr. Chu really wants to stay, I will still report it to the Young Master."

Seeing that Lu Xing didn't look displeased, Liu Danyang continued: "Master, do you remember the two secret reports I mentioned earlier?"

"Chu Xiuming?" Lu Xing shook his head slightly, and then said: "No, it should be that there are traces of red-armored cavalry outside the city."

"Exactly. In fact, this is not the first time Qi Mu has appeared in Jiacheng."

With his eyes serious, Liu Danyang said in a deep voice: "A month ago, two days before Sun Qi's death, twenty miles outside the northern suburbs of the city, a woodcutter who went up the mountain to cut firewood saw hundreds of red-armored cavalry passing by."

"It's just that this matter is quite strange. When I went to check it in person, there was no trace of the cavalry in the forest."

"Everyone knows that Qi Mu is cruel. The secret line I was responsible for at that time was in a state of silence. I didn't dare to pursue it without authorization, so I just let it go."

"For this reason, this matter was not recorded in the files."

Twenty miles north of the city? Lu Xing frowned. The cultural relics mentioned in Wenpu Liuling were also twenty miles north of the city. Could there be a connection between the two?

"Also, there is one thing that is very strange."

Liu Danyang frowned slightly and expressed the confusion buried in his heart.

"Young Master once said that Sun Qi came to Longhu Mountain to invite the Young Master to attend the crowning ceremony because he remembered the prince's kindness in backing down."

"Since it's an invitation, it's just one person. Why do you have to go so far away when you are about to receive the crown ceremony?"

"Even when you go out, you should bring a courtesy official with you. Instead of bringing a dozen or so Vajra Realm warriors, three warriors from the Mountain Crossing Realm and a Confucian Master went out for this far journey. Among the other ordinary people accompanying them, there were two

They are merchants traveling from various places, and three of them are warlocks who survey Feng Shui."

"Excuse me, sir, if you were Sun Qi, what would you do?"

Lu Xing frowned and thought, and his thoughts became much smoother for a while.

"As you said, Sun Qi did not leave the North just to invite me, but had other purposes. It was just that something unexpected happened during the process, and he died in a foreign country."

Twenty miles north of the city, there are relics of Wen Dao, twenty miles of red-armored cavalry... Lu Xing suddenly understood: "Logically speaking, if there are relics of Wen Dao appearing in the world, the first one to know about it should be Yingtian Academy, but even if it is Yingtian Academy

The sage has just arrived in Jiacheng today, and Qi Mu, who has been active all year round in Yangjin and Jinzhou, can arrive in Jiacheng at the same time as Chu Xiuming. This is strange!"

"It is exactly what the master said. Sun Qi's death has not been disclosed to the outside world. If we want to know whether Qi Mu is the real murderer of Sun Qi, we only need to find Qi Mu and confess the identity of the master to him, and then we can find out the truth."

Looking at the tea leaves sinking to the bottom of the cup, Lu Xing's eyes became brighter.

"King Ran is very ambitious, and his son Qi Mu's ambition is a hundred times greater. If Sun Qi is really killed by him, he only needs to kill one more person to cause chaos in the world, and then compete with the world like a group of heroes."

"And the one Qi Mu wants to kill the most is you, young master!" Liu Danyang raised the corners of his lips and made a green sound.

The window paper blows in the wind, and the sun shines through the tiled house, not knowing where it is going.

"Dan'er, come here." Lu Xing looked at Liu Danyang and felt that the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He wanted to hold it and take a sip.

Liu Danyang blinked and wiped his red lips with his fragrant tongue, pretending to be ignorant: "Young Master..."

Lu Xing waved his hand, took Liu Danyang into his arms, laughed loudly and said, "Third uncle has told me to let you be my personal maid."

"My young master, getting Liu Danyang is like the emperor of the Han Dynasty getting Lu Pheasant. I am so lucky in this life!"

Liu Dan's face was filled with peach blossoms, like a charming fox with its tail caught, scurrying into Lu Xing's collar.
Chapter completed!