Under the Yamen Archway.
Chen Dui chatted about many interesting anecdotes about strange people from all over the world. The little girl from Zhengyang Mountain listened with gusto and said: "Sister, you know so much."
Chen Dui smiled and said, "When you grow up, you will know many things."
Song Jixin half-truthfully said, "When I get along with you, I feel like you are quite a normal person."
The woman raised her long eyebrows slightly and asked: "Do you mean to say that in front of Song Changjing, your great Li clan king, you have to lower your eyebrows and bow your knees?"
Song Jixin laughed loudly and pointed at Chen Dui, "Miss, if the way you talk is heard by Mr. Qi from our small town school, he will definitely frown. Do you know, you are called Fei
This or that, it's very unreasonable. It sounds reasonable at first glance, but in fact it doesn't stand up to scrutiny at all. What I really mean is, of course, you don't have to flatter Song Changjing, and you shouldn't, but he, Song Changjing, is
The biggest local snake in Da Li is also the leading martial arts master, right? As an outsider, you should do as the Romans do and be a little polite to the owner of a house, shouldn't you? Why do you have to put on a bad face and pretend to be a master?
Even if you say you are just pretending, I was beaten half to death by Song Changjing after pretending, and you still dare to say harsh words in front of him. I really don’t know how to say good things to you."
In the end, Song Jixin pointed at himself and laughed at himself: "Even a mean-mouthed and evil-hearted person like me knows how to assess the situation and decide what to eat."
Chen Dui hesitated for a moment and said: "It's like repelling like, I am also a martial arts practitioner. To be honest, I have never particularly looked up to you martial artists from Dongbaopingzhou. Of course, I was proven wrong in the end. I was very wrong.
wrong."
Song Jixin was surprised and said: "You are quite honest."
Chen Dui said calmly: "People who practice martial arts don't recognize their fists, so what can they recognize?"
Song Jixin suddenly asked a sharp question, "You foreigners who come to the town to look for treasure opportunities, it seems that the truth is different from what we think. Is it because you have strong fists?"
Chen shook his head and smiled: "There is no need for me to explain anything. As long as you leave the town in the future, you will soon become someone like us. When you embark on the path of spiritual practice one day, you will naturally understand, otherwise I will tell you
Mouth, you don’t understand either.”
Song Jixin sighed: "It would be so boring to be someone like you."
The little girl joked: "Then go to our Zhengyang Mountain to play. It will be fun."
Song Jixin touched her little head and said casually: "Okay."
Chen Dui turned around and looked a little nervous instinctively.
I saw the king of Dali clan in white robe and jade belt standing at the archway and said to Song Jixin: "Go back to Mud Bottle Lane to pack up and prepare to leave here."
Song Jixin smiled and said: "Okay, now I have to leave my hometown."
The little girl was reluctant to leave and asked: "When you leave your hometown, do you mean you are leaving your hometown with a well on your back?"
Song Jixin laughed loudly, stood up and said: "Let's go, let's take you back to the Li family's house first. This is called having a beginning and an end."
Song Jixin led the little girl towards the gate of the government office, turned around and asked, "There won't be any assassins on Fulu Street outside, right?"
Song Changjing smiled and said, "You have to ask your neighbors and friends."
Song Jixin curled his lips, turned around and looked at the sky. Dark clouds were gathering, and there was some sign of rain.
His mood suddenly became extremely bad.
After sending Tao Zi back from Zhengyang Mountain, Song Jixin was surprised to find Song Changjing standing under the locust tree. He walked quickly and asked curiously: "Leaving in such a hurry?"
Song Changjing nodded and said: "I received a temporary message that there is something going on outside that needs to be solved personally, so I took a carriage directly to Mud Bottle Lane, packed my things and left."
Song Jixin raised his eyes and looked up, and sure enough, there were three carriages parked outside the entrance of the government office. This must be the first time in the young man's life that he rode in a carriage.
Song Jixin bent down and sat in the carriage of the front carriage, followed closely by Song Changjing, sitting cross-legged.
Song Jixin looked around, and all he saw was the straw futon under his buttocks. It was not as luxurious as he had imagined, let alone surprising. This made Song Jixin a little disappointed. The young man was originally looking forward to seeing it.
Zhigui was surprised when he boarded the carriage.
The dense horse hooves made a crisp sound on the bluestone street, and three carriages drove out of Fulu Street one after another.
Song Changjing lifted the curtain and looked out the car window at the scene of the town. From now on, the Great Li Dynasty would completely lose its nominal control over this small cave.
But thinking about it on the other hand, since the founding of the Great Li Kingdom, it has relied on the huge benefits brought by this small cave to step by step from a small separatist force in a corner to the largest secular dynasty in the northern part of Aquarius Continent today.
one.
Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, small caves and sky.
I'm afraid I can only find it in the Secret History of the Great Li Palace in the future.
Song Changjing put away his thoughts and asked casually: "Why don't you say goodbye to Chen Ping'an?"
After driving out of Fulu Street, the road was uneven. Song Jixin's body began to sway slightly with the carriage, shaking his head and saying: "It's hard to say whether that guy can survive. What if he only finds a corpse? How disgusting. He, Chen Ping'an
He has no father or mother, and now even his best friend is dead, so doesn’t it mean that I, the neighbor, have to handle his funeral affairs?"
Song Changjing hummed.
Song Jixin asked: "The little girl from Zhengyang Mountain mentioned a person named Ma Kuxuan from Xinghua Lane. He was about the same age as me. It seemed that he offered a bag of support money and gave Chen Ping'an and the girl
The hiding place was sold to Zhengyang Mountain. Do you know the origin of this guy? I only heard that he was a fool before, and I never wanted to hide it so deeply."
Song Changjing thought for a while, "The assassin who was lurking in the Song family previously assassinated the Sui prince in Qilong Lane. Some clues have been found, which involved this young man named Ma Kuxuan. Over the years, that man
The assassin who was a prisoner has been in contact with Ma Kuxuan many times in private, and there may be a master-disciple relationship. Now that Zhenwushan has intervened, we can only put it aside for the time being. After all, there are many Zhenwu disciples in the Dali army, and
His official position is not low."
Song Jixin smiled and said, "Uncle, do you ever say 'I can only'?"
Song Changjing said unconcernedly: "Who allowed me to have such a status that I can't lose my status as the bullshit Great Li Domain King?"
When the carriage approached Mud Bottle Alley, Song Jixin said intentionally or unintentionally: "Chen Pingan, is it really just Chen Pingan?"
Song Changjing laughed dumbly, "Before letting you move to Mu Ping Lane, the government office had already thoroughly checked. Chen Pingan's family has eighteen generations of ancestors. They have a very clear lineage. There is no problem. They are related to wealth and power."
, unrelated. Why, did that Chen pair scare you? Don’t worry, I have roughly guessed her identity. Her branch of the Chen family has no connection with the branch of Chen Ping’s ancestors who stayed in the town.
So relax, Chen Ping'an is just Chen Ping'an. The one who is barely related is the Chen family in Longwei County where Chen Songfeng lives. But think about it, are relatives who have not been in contact for hundreds of years still considered relatives?
Furthermore, the Chen family in the small town has been so destitute that only one person is left who is not a servant or maid. They are poor in the downtown area and have no one to care about, and they are rich in the mountains and have distant relatives. After all, you have read some books, but you don’t even understand this truth?
"
Song Jixin still refused to give up, "What about the eighteen generations before the eighteen generations of our ancestors? There was not a single big shot with amazing talents? Not even one?"
Song Changjing smiled and said: "So you hope that Chen Pingan's life experience will be special?"
Song Jixin did not hide his thoughts, nodded and said: "If he is different from ordinary people, I will feel better."
Song Changjing became more and more curious and joked: "Why did that guy bully you and make you so obsessed? But according to my understanding of that boy, it doesn't look like..."
Song Jixin sneered and interrupted the words of the Great Li vassal king, "People in small places may not have high vision and shallow eye sockets, but you must not think that they are stupid. Good or bad, they have a simple and kind heart, and bad
Some people will be so bad that they will have sores on their heads and pus on their soles. Some people will be so stupid that they are hopelessly stupid, or even stupid and bad."
Song Changjing was even more puzzled, "Which category does Chen Ping'an belong to?"
Song Jixin sighed and said angrily: "He doesn't count in either category. He is such a fool. That's why I feel particularly aggrieved."
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Ning Yao squatted in front of the bench and carefully looked at Chen Ping'an's sleeping face, feeling shocked in his heart.
Such magical powers are indescribably wonderful.
Chen Ping'an's strange sleeping posture makes the young man look like he has returned to nature from head to toe.
Although Ning Yao couldn't explain it clearly, the girl was born with extremely keen intuition about the quality of a magical power.
Ning Yao turned around and asked curiously: "Are you the leader of Chen Pingan's practice?"
The old man smoked a dry cigarette, crossed his legs, looked at the dark rain outside the house, and said with a smile: "Practice? This counts as practice? Why, now there is another guy in the outside world who is qualified to establish a religion and call himself an ancestor?
That’s why the world is declining, and the situation on the road to spiritual practice is getting worse every year? That’s not true, those people are not vegetarians. Since they have become gluttons, they can only continue on this road of no return.
, and we will never allow outsiders to get a piece of the pie.”
Ning Yao was confused, "Senior Yang, what are you talking about?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, "Have your parents ever told you about those old antiques?"
Ning Yao shook his head, "My grandfather's generation left early, and my parents don't like to tell stories about other worlds, for fear that I would run away from home."
Old Man Yang turned his head and looked at the girl carefully, and finally said, "How many words are engraved on that city wall now?"
Ning Yao answered honestly: "My grandfather's generation produced many heroes, so within just a hundred years, two new characters were engraved, and now there are eighteen characters in total."
To be continued...