The woman who is the Queen Mother of Dali seemed to finally remember her son Song He, the new emperor of Dali, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, this is my son Song He. It should be the first time for you to meet each other. I hope we can meet him more often in the future."
Deal with Mr. Chen. He is the proud son of Heaven who is responsible for the military destiny of our country, and our country is established by force. Whether it is my uncle or Song He, they will and should treat Mr. Chen politely."
The young emperor leaned forward a little, smiled and said, "I have met Mr. Chen."
There is no airs about the 95th Supreme Being.
This boarding trip was a private visit incognito, to make friends with the so-called mountain masters, so I could put aside the secular etiquette.
In his early years, Song He was able to win a reputation among the civil and military officials of Dali, and his reputation among the government and the public was very good. In addition to being well taught by the Empress of Dali, he also did a good job himself.
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I will definitely go to the capital to visit if I have the chance."
The woman smiled and said: "The imperial court plans to promote Longquan from a county to a prefecture. Wu Yuan will be promoted to governor. I wonder if Mr. Chen has a suitable candidate for the position of county governor left?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Isn't it possible to choose one of them from Yuan County Magistrate and Cao Duzao? Yuan County Magistrate is diligent and clear in rewards and punishments, and manages the territory of a county without missing anything. Cao Supervisor makes people close to the people, arresting the big ones and letting go of the small ones.
The affairs of Longyao are tight on the outside and tight on the inside. There are no mistakes. Both of them are good officials. Whoever gets promoted will make us, the people of Longquan County, happy."
The new emperor Song He glanced at Chen Pingan quietly.
Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?
The two surnames of Yuan and Cao were not enough to fight in the temple, but also to fight on the battlefield. How many generations have they been tit-for-tat? Giving it to one side is equivalent to neglecting the other side. The official status of a county's prefect is actually not very big.
Losing the face of someone from the Shangzhu Kingdom is no small matter. To say the least, even if the head of the Yuan Cao family is impartial and glorious, he will accept whatever the court says, and his direct descendants and disciples will do whatever they want.
, what would you think? One side is proud, the other side is feeling aggrieved. Is the court adding fuel to the fire and causing its own disaster?
The woman looked calm and said with a smile: "Perhaps Mr. Chen is a Taoist in the mountains and likes to travel around the world, so he has little contact with the two local parents and officials and has no personal relationship, so I don't want to say anything more, but there is one more thing.
Mr. Chen, who is both emotional and rational, should have some ideas. In the future, the three city gods of Longquan Shengzhou, prefectures, counties, and counties have not yet been decided. The mountain god of Luolu Mountain did not say hello to Mr. Chen in advance, so he chose the old governor to be an official.
Song Yuzhang, although it is in line with etiquette and law, to be honest, it is actually our court that did it... It is a little less humane. It should be discussed with Mr. Chen before making a decision. So this time the three city gods and Mr. Chen
There is no need to have any worries. I, a womanly person, my son Song He, and the imperial court all believe in Mr. Chen’s character and vision, so I would like to ask Mr. Chen to help Da Li select one or two treasures from the ocean.
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The woman continued to persuade: "Master Chen is going to travel far away again this time, but Longquan County is his hometown after all. There are one or two trustworthy people of his own who can take care of the mountains including Luolu Mountain on weekdays. When Master Chen is away, it is good."
Be at ease."
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said with regret: "I'm really not familiar with the landscape gods, the city gods and the earth gods around Lizhu Cave, as well as the other incense spirits who died and became gods. Every time I go to and fro, I'm in a hurry, otherwise it's really
I want to be selfish and ask the court for a city god who is close to me to be in charge of Longquan County. I, Chen Ping'an, was born in a shabby alley. I have never read a day, and I am not familiar with the rules of officialdom. I have been wandering around for a long time, but I still know that "county magistrate"
It's better to take care of it now than the vulgar truth of it."
Song He smiled in his heart. What he said was true. You Chen Ping'an really only knew Wei Bo, the righteous god of the North Mountains. He was almost good enough to wear a pair of trousers.
The woman also had a face full of regret, "The Ministry of Rites has been quarreling fiercely over the candidates for the three City Gods, and they will be finalized soon. In fact, the Ministry of Works is already discussing the location of three large and small City God Pavilions and temples. Mr. Chen missed it.
This opportunity is really a pity. After all, once such incense gods take root in the landscape, they are not like those yamen officials who often change their stools. They will not make any changes for decades at least or hundreds of years at most."
Chen Ping'an sighed and said: "I accept the court's kindness. The rivers and lakes are far away, and the mountains are high and the rivers are long. I hope there will be similar opportunities in the future."
The woman stood up slowly, and with a simple movement, she was full of grace and grace, "Then we will not disturb Mr. Chen's journey and practice."
Chen Ping'an stood up and said, "I am neither a sword cultivator nor a warrior who travels far away. I can't send you far on the ferry, so I still hope to see Haihan."
The woman nodded, indicating that it was okay, and turned to Xu Ruoyan with a smile, "Anyway, the ferry has not left the territory of Aquarius Island yet. I believe that He'er and I will have a safe return journey. Since Mr. Xu is familiar with Mr. Chen, why not
Stay and catch up on old times?”
Xu Ruo shook his head and smiled: "No need."
It was concise and to the point, without even giving a reason.
However, neither the woman nor the new emperor Song He seemed to find this offensive, as if it was only natural for "Mr. Xu" to express his stance like this.
Finally, Chen Ping'an sent the three people to the boat rail. Near the Pima Zong ferry on the skeleton beach, there was a huge ferry with a height of six floors running abreast. In comparison, the Pima Zong ferry, which was already a giant,
It looks a bit "slender and slender". Between the two ferries, I don't know how, a painted "covered bridge" with a blue mist paved on the ground is set up. It is more than two feet wide, filled with fairy spirit, and can be vaguely seen.
There are goddesses dancing gracefully on the corridor pillars, just like the corridors of the ancient heaven. The three of them walked in it, as if they were walking on flat ground. Whenever the soles of their shoes touched the "bluestone road", there would be circles of colorful haloes spreading out and ripples.
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Chen Ping'an didn't move. He looked up and saw that this fairy covered bridge was put away by an old monk in white clothes and a high crown on the opposite ferry. He turned his wrist and stood it upright in the palm of his hand, as small as a seal, and then slowly hid it in his sleeve.
The two parents disappeared over the ferry stairs.
Xu Ruo turned around and stood leaning on the railing. Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said goodbye. The other party smiled and nodded in return.
Chen Pingan returned to the house, stopped practicing boxing, and began to close his eyes, as if he had returned to the Shanmen House on Qingxia Island in Shujian Lake and became a bookkeeper.
Start quietly calculating the accounts.
Some things may seem trivial, but they are difficult to investigate. If you investigate them, you will be alerted and the whole thing will be affected.
But for some major matters, even if they involve top-level insider information of the Song family in Dali, Chen Pingan can ask questions without hesitation from Cui Dongshan.
But after careful calculation, it is nothing more than the same word.
Chen Pingan opened his eyes and tapped the sword gourd lightly with his fingers.
In fact, there was absolutely no need for this mother and son to make this trip, and they even took the initiative to show their kindness.
Maybe he was pursuing the greatest interests. After the changes in the situation, the grudges and grievances that happened back then were not worth mentioning in the eyes of the woman.
For example, killing Chen Ping'an costs ten taels of silver. If you win over him, you can earn five taels of silver. This is actually a transaction of fifteen taels of silver.
Of course, it could also be a cover-up. That woman was used to using all her strength to fight with lions and rabbits. Otherwise, Chen Ping'an, who had killed a second-level warrior, would not have mobilized those assassins.
It may also be a test, first determine the depth of Chen Ping'an, and of course his attitude towards the assassination on the spot, and then the Dali court will make a decision.
Chen Pingan's thoughts gradually drifted away.
Thought a lot.
For no reason, I remembered a scene that I was very envious of when I was young. I looked at my peers who were gathering at the Immortal Tomb from a distance to have fun. They liked to play good guys and bad guys, black and white. Of course, there were also people playing husband and wife, mostly from rich families.
The boy played the role of husband-in-law, the pretty little girl played the role of the young lady, and the rest played the roles of housekeepers, servants, and maids, looking presentable, lively, and presentable.
After growing up, when I look back, at first glance, it is full of innocence and childishness, but at second glance, it is not so beautiful. It seems that in childhood, children have learned knowledge that they will use throughout their lives.
Chen Pingan took off the sword gourd, drank wine, and walked to the viewing platform.
It was dark at night, and the ferry had just passed the top of the old Beiyue mountain of Dali. It was vaguely visible that the mountain was extremely steep, just like Dali's style of doing things.
The bright moon is in the sky.
Chen Pingan opened his eyes wide and looked at the mountain and the moon.
If the mountain is near and the moon is far away, the moon is small, which means the mountain is larger than the moon. If someone's eyes are as big as the sky, he will see that the mountain is high and the moon is wider.
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In a gorgeous house covered with the most exquisite lichen in Caiyi Country, a woman poured herself a cup of tea. She suddenly frowned. The stool was slightly higher, causing her feet to lift off the ground. Fortunately, she had the best ability in her life.
, which means adapting. He lifted his heels higher from the ground, tapped the precious lichen with his toes lightly, and asked with a smile: "How is it?"
Song He thought for a while and said, "He is a person who is insufferable from both oil and salt."
The woman took a sip of tea and thought about it. It seemed that it was not as good as the spring tea in Changchun Palace. There was nothing good in that place. It was more deserted than a cold palace. They were all women who couldn't even chew their tongues. They were boring.
, it was only the good tea that made those years of cultivating Taoism on the mountain less painful. She deliberately took a sip of tea and chewed a piece of tea leaf in her mouth. In her opinion, the best taste in the world can only be found in the form of tea.
Only after hard work can you slowly taste the good taste. After swallowing the finely chewed tea leaves, he slowly said: "Without any ability or character, a bastard who grew up smelling chicken and dog excrement in Mubo Alley can do it."
Live to this day? How old are you? How much wealth has a young man of only 21 years old earned?"
Song He didn't care much about the mountain owner of Luo Luo Mountain, but his mother had to drag him along, so he had no choice but to follow her.
Song He had known clearly since he was a child what blessings he would enjoy and how much trouble he would endure after becoming an emperor. Just after becoming emperor, how much red tape had he done in a year? Fortunately, Song He was so skillful that he didn't look like an emperor.
As a new king, it’s no wonder that some old immortals in the court who didn’t look good on him opened their eyes wide just to find fault with him. They probably had sore presbyopic eyes, but they couldn’t find any flaws, so they could only
He pinched his nose and admitted.
Song He said with a smile: "If I had those good fortunes, I wouldn't be much worse than Chen Ping'an."
The woman asked, "Do you really think so?"
Song He smiled and nodded.
The woman squinted her eyes and twirled the exquisite teacup with plum-green glaze between her fingers, "Think about it carefully and then answer me."
To be continued...