You can hear a needle drop in the study.
Chen Ping'an was thinking about these two questions and subconsciously wanted to pick up the sword-raising gourd containing the alley rice wine, but he quickly let go.
Cui Dongshan did not rush.
Mao Xiaodong rubbed the ruler with his fingers.
Chen Pingan said: "There is no answer yet, I want to think about it."
Cui Dongshan nodded and said with a bright smile: "Well, there's no rush. Students can ask whatever they want, and sir, they can answer whatever they want."
Chen Ping'an stood up and left. Cui Dongshan said he wanted to chat with Mao Xiaodong for a while about the situation in the capital of the Sui Dynasty, so he stayed in the study.
When Chen Ping'an walked to the door, he turned around and pointed at Cui Dongshan's forehead, "Why don't you wipe it off?"
Cui Dongshan had a look of surprise on his face. He quickly stretched out his hand to wipe the red seal, and said with a shy face: "I have been away from the academy for a while, and my relationship with Xiao Baoping is a little unfamiliar. In fact, it was not like this before. Every time Xiao Baoping sees me
They are all very kind.”
Chen Ping'an closed the door and his footsteps gradually moved away in the corridor.
Cui Dongshan tiptoed to the door of the room, put his ear against the door, and burst into laughter.
Cui Dongshan straightened up, stretched out his arms horizontally, and began to shake vigorously. His big sleeves swayed like waves, and he said happily: "I don't have to be scolded or beaten."
Mao Xiaodong looked at the guy with a playful smile and said doubtfully: "You were not like this when you were under the teacher. When I was in Dali, I heard Qi Jingchun talk about the first time he met you. It sounds like you were that good at that time.
He seems to be serious every day and likes to put on airs?"
Cui Dongshan jumped up and hung high in the air, then leaned forward, assumed a swimming posture, and started paddling like a dog, wandering around Mao Xiaodong's solemn study, mumbling:
"I was already in my early twenties when I was deceived by the old scholar. If I remember correctly, it took me three years to sneak out from my hometown in Aquarius Continent and travel to the back alleys of the Middle-earth Divine Continent where the old scholar lived.
Time has been full of pits along the way, and I have suffered a lot. Unexpectedly, after three years, I have not been able to reap the benefits of all the hardships and achieve positive results. Instead, I have fallen into the biggest pit. I am worried every day, full and hungry, and worried that one day the two of them will be together.
I was starving to death, can my state of mind compare to what I am now? Can you imagine me and the old scholar, carrying two small benches, hungry, sitting at the door basking in the sun, counting on our fingers what day the Cui family would have?
The bleak situation of sending money? Can you imagine that there was a problem with the ferry, and the two of us dug up earthworms and went to the river to fish? Did the old scholar come up with that famous saying that makes the world's most grateful people? "
"So, the knowledge of the old scholar was born from hunger. This is called writing and writing. Do you think how many good articles the old scholar produced after he became famous? Of course there are good ones, but in fact, no matter the quantity or the
Generally speaking, his intentions are not as good as before he became famous. He has no choice. He is busy behind the scenes. He participated in the debate between the three religions, and was warmly invited by the academy’s grand ceremony. The mountain master of the academy cried and asked him to preach and lecture.
His whole body was crushed, and then he ran to the other side of the sky, made trouble with Dao Er, begged others to chop him to death, and went to the bottom of the river of time to retrieve those broken cave heavens and blessed lands. These are still big things, and there are countless small things. Go to the old friend's wine
Drinking and chatting in the shop, exchanging letters with people, and quarreling on paper, how can you have time to write an article?"
Mao Xiaodong snorted coldly, "Don't follow me here to show off your old history and bully your teachers and destroy your ancestors. You have the nerve to reminisce about your past school years."
Cui Dongshan hung in the air and wandered leisurely around the chair where Mao Xiaodong was sitting upright. "Xiaodong, you have a good heart. You are afraid that I will work with the old bastard to plot against my husband, so you are busy with the matter in your heart."
I'd like to ask for help for my husband. It's just that my academic foundation is a bit weak after all, but I still have to thank you. I, Cui Dongshan, am not the kind of scholar who talks sweetly and has a sword and a pen. I miss you.
Okay, I will actually help you kill that Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, and the academy buildings will not be damaged much. If you replace it with being in charge of the academy, will that work? Can you keep Donghua Mountain’s cultural fortunes intact?”
Mao Xiaodong chuckled and said, "Then I have to thank your parents for giving birth to such a kind person like you?"
Cui Dongshan turned his body over and turned to the position where he was facing up to drink water, and said angrily: "If you quarrel, just quarrel, if you curse, just curse, what kind of skill is it to involve your parents and ancestors?"
Mao Xiaodong clicked his tongue and said, "After you Cui Dongshan betrayed your master, you traveled alone in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. What kind of things did you do and what dirty words did you say? I don't even know what you said? I only learned a little bit from you."
Cui Dongshan fell to the ground and said with a smile: "Xiaodong, you are not my disciple, why do you want to learn from me? If you are willing to spend money to learn, I don't mind teaching you. Otherwise, I tell you, if a scholar steals knowledge, it is also stealing!"
Mao Xiaodong suddenly stood up, walked to the window, frowned, and in a flash, Cui Dongshan disappeared with him.
The two of them stood on the big tree on the top of Donghua Mountain. Mao Xiaodong asked: "I can only vaguely feel some signs of uncertainty through the Sui Dynasty Wen Yun, but it is difficult to really find them out.
Do you know exactly who is behind the scenes? Can you name them?"
Cui Dongshan sat on a high branch and took out the dough made by the Mohist organ master with the help of Yin and Yang techniques. He couldn't put it down. It was really Shanze Yexiu's first-class magic weapon for killing people and stealing money. It would definitely sell for a sky-high price. As for Mao Xiaodong's question,
Cui Dongshan laughed and said: "I advise you not to do anything unnecessary. I didn't deliberately target anyone, and I have given you a lot of face. You, Mao Xiaodong, are not the Great Sui Emperor. Nowadays, Cliff Academy does not have the title of 'one of the seventy-two', Wan
As soon as you meet a big brother who belongs to the "higher family" among all the disciples, he acts according to the principles of his own lineage. If you bump into him and seek death yourself, the Academy of Middle-earth will not help you to avenge your grievances.
It’s not like there have never been such tragic events in history.”
Mao Xiaodong sneered and said: "The Strategist family is naturally one of the top families, but that businessman is not even among the top 100 families. If the Li Sheng hadn't come forward to intercede, he would have almost been killed by the Ya Sheng lineage.
Let’s remove him from the list of hundreds of families.”
Cui Dongshan said with emotion: "You can only see the surface, but not the inside. Then have you ever thought about why the ceremonial saint who almost never shows up makes an exception? Do you think it is because the ceremonial saint is greedy for the merchants' money?"
Mao Xiaodong was furious, "Cui Dongshan, don't insult the virtuous saint!"
Cui Dongshan, who was rarely called by his first name by Mao Xiaodong, looked calm, "You, since you admire the Lisheng in your heart so much, why didn't you just change the family when the old scholar fell? The Lisheng lineage must have looked for you, why did you still do it?
I want to follow Qi Jingchun to Dali and open an academy under my nose. Isn’t it disgusting for both of us? Why bother? If the context had changed, you, Mao Xiaodong, would have been there a long time ago
This is the real Yupu realm. There are rumors in the world that in order to persuade you to take up a position in Liji Academy, the old scholar said, "Hurry up and get a position in the academy. If your husband does not do well in the future, he can at least go to you to ask for help."
"Eat a meal." Even the old scholar can say this, but you won't go? What's the result? Today, in Confucianism, you, Mao Xiaodong, only have the title of sage. On the road of spiritual practice, you are not making progress, and you have wasted a hundred years.
time."
Mao Xiaodong murmured: "Is the level of a person who practices Taoism important?"
Mao Xiaodong asked and answered himself: "Of course it is important. But for me, Mao Xiaodong's novels are not the most important, so it is not difficult at all to choose between them."
Cui Dongshan sighed: "Idiot."
Mao Xiaodong looked unkind, "You little bastard, say it again?!"
Cui Dongshan weighed it up and felt that if there was a real fight, he would definitely be pushed to the ground by Mao Xiaodong who had taken back the jade token. In a small world, the magic weapons and formations of the Qi Practitioners were relatively restrained.
So Cui Dongshan changed the subject with a smile, "Do you really think there is no mystery among the Li envoys attending the Sui Qiansou Banquet this time?"
Mao Xiaodong asked: "How to say?"
Cui Dongshan took out a folding fan with words on both sides, gently shook it in the breeze, "completely shatter the Geyang Gao family's luck, teach the Sui Dynasty to abide by the covenant, and stay in peace for a hundred years."
Mao Xiaodong wondered: "If the person behind this plan is as powerful as you say, would he be willing to sit down and have a good chat? Even Xie Shi, the Taoist Heavenly Lord from Luzhou, Beiju, may not have such weight, right?"
"
Mao Xiaodong nodded quickly and said: "The heroic Xu Ruo. It is really not easy for Xu Ruo to be able to convince the main line of the Mo family and his side branch to abandon their old grudges and put their full bets on Da Li."
Cui Dongshan shook his folding fan and said, "Xiaodong, I am not praising you. You are getting smarter and smarter now. You have really stayed with me for a long time. If you have been in Zhilan's room for a long time, your body will be fragrant."
Mao Xiaodong glanced at Cui Dongshan and wrote the four characters "Conquer people with virtue" on the folding fan facing him.
Cui Dongshan also glanced at Mao Xiaodong, "Don't accept it?"
Mao Xiaodong smiled and said: "If you don't accept it, what should you say? Just tell me something?"
Cui Dongshan twisted his fingers and changed the side of the folding fan. There were four characters on it, which was probably the answer. Mao Xiaodong looked at it and laughed, "I'll be beaten to death if you don't accept it."
Mao Xiaodong used his sleeve to hit Cui Dongshan from the branch on the top of the mountain, and hit the little bastard directly into the lake on the mountainside.
I saw that Cui Dongshan, who was deliberately not hiding, was dressed in white and did not fall into the lake. Instead, he kept spinning, drawing circles, getting bigger and bigger, and finally the entire lake turned into snow-white.
The scene is like a heavy snowfall, and the snow is heavy on the lake.
Cui Dongshan floated out of the lake and stood by the lake, admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him that was just in the summer but like the snow in the cold winter. He was smug and nodded: "Well done! I am convinced!"
Chen Ping'an came to Cui Dongshan's courtyard.
Zhu Lian had finished bandaging the wound. Apart from exuding a faint smell of blood, Zhu Lian was talking and laughing freely. He was sitting on the steps, talking to two little devils, Li Huai and Pei Qian, about how thrilling and soul-stirring the battle was.
Lin Shouyi is trying to stabilize his mind and energy, which is relatively hard. He just goes in and out of the long river of time again and again. For anyone who practices Taoism, as long as there are no root causes or legacy, it will be of great benefit, especially to help break through the situation in the future.
Become a golden elixir earthly immortal.
Xie Xie's face was pale and she was seriously injured. It was more because her soul had been ups and downs with the flow of time and the little world. But instead of sitting on the green bamboo corridor to heal her injuries, she was sitting not far from Pei Qian, looking at Xiao Xie from time to time.
The entrance of the courtyard.
Shi Rou was picked up from the broken floor by Yu Lu and lay down in the corridor. She had already woken up, but there was a Lihuo Feijian repaired by Yuan Ying Sword "living" in her belly. It was causing the world to collapse, causing her abdominal cramps.
, eagerly waiting for Cui Dongshan to return and rescue her from the sea of ​​suffering.
Li Baoping squatted next to "Du Mao" and asked curiously: "Pei Qian said I should call you Sister Shirou, why?"
Just as Shi Rou was about to speak, Li Baoping said considerately: "We can chat again after the flying sword in your belly escapes."
Shi Rou smiled bitterly and nodded.
Yu Lu was sweeping the courtyard with a broom, and his injured hand had been bandaged.
To be continued...