To the west of Jian'an City, there is a lake named Danxia.

There are more than ten islands in the lake, and the largest island in the center is called Danxia Blessed Land. There is a Danxia Temple on the island. According to legend, at the beginning of the founding of the Wei Dynasty, Taoist Yuan Fa cast a cauldron here to refine elixirs, and the elixirs were completed and the clouds appeared.

, hence the name Danxia.

The landforms around the lake are strange and mysterious, with rugged rocks and winding paths leading to ancient village ruins. Especially the large empty valleys and secluded forests to the east of the lake provide excellent scenery.

This place is the Donglin, where there are ancient trees, paths of flowers and plants, and quiet springs. From ancient times to the present, it has been the first choice place for outings and scenery within a radius of hundreds of miles.

After the Southern Zhou Dynasty established its capital in Jian'an City, hundreds of poetry and calligraphy families migrated south, bringing with them a rich cultural atmosphere that complemented the unique and beautiful natural scenery of Danxia Lake. As a result, literary events such as the Donglin Literary Society were gradually born.

It was September, the autumn air was crisp, and the biennial Donglin Cultural Festival arrived as scheduled.

Pushing the time forward more than seventy years, the scale of the Literary Society at that time was very small. The participants were all great scholars of the time who had written numerous works, and they were all representatives of the Nandu aristocratic families. At that time, there was a huge gap between these aristocratic families and the local aristocratic families in the south.

The conflicts between them were very sharp, and the Donglin Cultural Society was once an effective way for them to stay together and gain a foothold.

As the years went by, the Wenhui became more and more famous, and the imperial court could not sit idly by. After countless confrontations and negotiations, the Wenhui was finally taken over by the imperial court, and was run by the Ministry of Rites and held every two years.

Today's literary society is no longer a means for small circles to take advantage of the opportunity to become famous, but an effective supplement to the Southern Zhou Dynasty's imperial examinations for recruiting scholars. At the same time, it also gives all parties an opportunity to sit down and discuss issues calmly.

Even before entering the Southern Zhou Dynasty, Pei Yue had already understood the status of the Wenhui through secret reports from Taige. Even if Xu Churong did not invite him, he would still take time to visit.

At the beginning of the hour, outside the gate of Sifang Pavilion, fifty elite cavalry were ready to go.

Pei Yue stood at the door and said to Sheng Duanming, who looked solemn: "Sir, are you really unwilling to go with me?"

Sheng Duanming was very accomplished in exegesis and exegesis of scriptures. He was a great Confucian in Daliang who was as famous as Han Gongduan. However, because of his slight lack of ability in general affairs, the Kaiping Emperor never promoted him to an official position. He was promoted to the position of Minister of Rites.

Year.

Logically speaking, a decent and traditional scholar like him would want to attend the Donglin Literary Society. However, there was no regret on his face at this moment. He just lowered his voice and said: "Pei Hou, please pay attention to your safety during this trip, and I won't cause any trouble for you."

Pei Yue was slightly startled, then nodded and said: "Don't worry, sir, I won't act recklessly."

Sheng Duanming glanced at the sky, cupped his hands and said, "It's getting late. Please leave, Marquis Pei."

Pei Yue raised his hand to return the salute, then turned around, mounted his horse, reined in the reins, and headed westward under the protection of his own soldiers.

After about a stick of incense, everyone arrived at the west gate of Jian'an City, but was blocked by another group of more than 20 knights. Pei Yue raised his eyes and looked at the leader, smiled lightly and said: "Miss Xu, what are you doing?

What?"

Dressed in bright red, Xu Churong does not look like a lady from the Xu family in Qinghe. Instead, she looks like a carefree heroine who is as free and easy as the wind and moon on the river, especially since she has a simple sword hanging on her waist and two strands of moon on her chest.

White tassels, paired with a neat bun and makeup, make her look even more elegant.

She rode her horse to the front of Pei Yue and said calmly: "I am also going to attend a cultural gathering. I didn't expect to meet him by such a coincidence. How about going with us?"

It has been several years since he came to this world. Pei Yue admitted that he had seen many big scenes and many important people with different temperaments. His mind had long been cultivated to the point where he could express his emotions and anger, and he could sing, chant, and fight even in front of the emperor. However,

At this moment, in front of a young girl who was born in a noble family but had no experience in the world, he could hardly control his emotions and burst out laughing.

Just now he saw Xu Churong and her guards waiting at the city gate from a distance. Now she told him that it was a chance encounter without blushing. Looking at the other party's serious expression, Pei Yue suddenly felt that he had not practiced enough.

Arrive home.

Xu Churong coughed lightly and asked seriously: "Marquis Pei is unwilling?"

Pei Yue suppressed the smile on his face, nodded and said: "I don't dare to ask my ears, but I have my wish."

Xu Churong couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and said softly: "Arty."

"What is Miss Xu talking about? I didn't hear clearly."

"Nothing, I'm praising you for your knowledge."

"oh."

It is not very far from Jian'an City to Donglin, about twenty miles. Pei Yue and Xu Churong were not in a hurry and walked slowly along, chatting with each other.

The personal guards brought by the two people were naturally mixed together, but the ones invited by the Xu family were all martial arts masters. In terms of personal martial arts, they were quite strong, but after all, they were not as strict as the discipline of the personal soldiers. They looked around them from time to time.

The expressionless Liang Ren found that even in such a calm and leisurely environment, the other party maintained a marching style, and immediately felt extremely boring.

Pei Yue rode forward without squinting, observing the situation around the road.

"It seems you are in a good mood." Xu Churong said.

Pei Yue turned to look at her and asked curiously: "Miss Xu, what do you want to do?"

Xu Churong raised her head to meet his gaze, and suddenly felt that the other party had seen through his mind. She nervously tightened her grip on the reins and whispered, "What does Marquis Pei mean by this?"

The two walked side by side, and the soldiers and guards behind them slightly distanced themselves. Pei Yue said bluntly: "I know you are angry. You were bumped and offended when you were in the north. I did not uphold justice for you. But you

Since you were born in the Xu family of Qinghe, and your father is the chief minister of the cabinet, your vision and knowledge should be higher than ordinary people. Not to mention that your guards had the upper hand at that time, even if some of them were injured, I would not be able to turn against you."

Xu Churong was silent for a moment and said slowly: "I understand, the positions are different and there is nothing to blame."

Pei Yue nodded and said: "Just like after I came to the south, your cousin gathered a group of powerful men to shout and provoke outside the Sifang Pavilion. I would not hold any grudges. It was just about each of them relying on their own abilities. I will look at you later.

For the sake of face, I did not hold those powerful men accountable, I just asked for the execution of the assassin, so I think we already have nothing to lose."

Xu Churong looked at the lush green surroundings and said softly: "Since you think I shouldn't continue to take revenge, why did you agree to my invitation to come to the Donglin Cultural Conference?"

Pei Yue smiled and said calmly: "I know the girl's plan. In your eyes, I am just a rude and arrogant martial artist. How can I be qualified to participate in such an elegant event? There will definitely be many Zhou Dynasty literati who want me to be embarrassed and embarrassed."

.Although I think you hold a grudge, you don’t take such a trivial matter to your heart.”

He paused for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at Xu Churong and asked: "I just don't understand why you insist on walking with me today. Can I understand that you are worried that something will happen to me, so you came to protect me regardless of others' criticism? I?"

Xu Churong was stunned, and it took him a long time to retort: ​​"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Isn't it? Miss Xu, let's open the skylight and speak frankly. There is no need to talk about chance encounters. I was assassinated as soon as I arrived in Jian'an City. Obviously there are too many people who want to harm me, but I only need to stay in Sifang Pavilion with them. There is no chance, unless I appear in a relatively remote place like this."

Pei Yue looked at the girl next to him with confusion.

Xu Churong scolded: "Nonsense!"


Chapter completed!