Liu Xianyang really just went back to his hometown for a visit. After watching it, he took the dragon boat ferry called "Fanmo" in Luopo Mountain. It could not reach the old Dragon City directly. He had to go to Shushui Kingdom in the middle of Aquarius Continent.
Transfer at Xianjia Ferry and go south along the dragon road.
All the direct descendants of the Ancestral Hall on Zhuchai Island have already moved from Shujian Lake to Cheilyubei. They are considered to be the first fairy clan to form an alliance with Luopo Mountain.
In the past, Her Royal Highness the Princess, who listened to the government from behind the curtain, is now the owner of the island, Liu Chongrun, who personally serves as the steward of the ferry. After all, it is difficult to reassure people that there is no Earthly Immortal monk on board the ferry.
Ruan Xiu saw Liu Xianyang off at Niujiaoshan Ferry.
The dragon boat was so huge that it was like a mountain of gold and silver. Liu Xianyang was very moved when he saw it. In the early years, among the three of them, the one who wanted to make money the most was not Gu Can, but Chen Pingan. But unlike Gu Can, who wanted to make money, he thought about it early.
Spending money is different. Chen Ping'an is afraid of poverty. Only by earning money every day, no matter how much, even if the family's wealth is just one more copper coin than yesterday, can the unstable life become stable and the stable life become stable.
More stable.
When he returned to his hometown this time, Liu Xianyang mostly went door to door, chatting with neighbors who had stayed in the town for a long time. The elderly went there less and less every year, and the children wearing crotchless pants grew up year by year.
, each has a marriage, and you may not know Liu Xianyang when you meet him. Those people of the same age in the past are busy doing business in the city, so Liu Xianyang has few opportunities to really talk to people, and they are destined to do so in the future.
There will be less and less.
Now chatting with the old man, Ma Kuxuan, who has become a fairy on the mountain in Xinghua Lane, Chen Ping'an, a big landowner who bought many hills in his hometown, Song Jixin, who inexplicably became the son and grandson of the dragon, and the officials in the state city.
Dong Shuijing, who does big business together, is the most talked-about figure in the town.
Moreover, these old people who have endured hard times seem to particularly like to praise the feng shui of Xinghua Lane and Clay Vase Lane, saying that they are no worse than Fulu Street and Taoye Lane.
Liu Xianyang likes to listen to the old people talking about the shortcomings of their parents, especially the old people who were not familiar with Mu Ping Alley earlier. When they talk about Chen Ping'an, he seems to be the younger generation he watched grow up every day, which makes Liu Xianyang very happy.
Indeed, when it comes to dealing with people, especially dealing with elders, Chen Pingan has been good at dealing with people since he was a child. He usually doesn't talk much, but when he meets people on the street, he will take the initiative to say hello and never mess up the seniority, even if the other person ignores or looks askance.
Even if you don't give it, next time we meet, the boy from Mud Bottle Alley will still call you politely.
Some successes and sudden wealth are due to good luck and cannot be envied. But some successes are due to the accumulation of bits and pieces over time. It seems that you can learn it casually, but it seems that you cannot learn it.
Liu Xianyang was waiting for the dragon boat ferry to dock, and he still needed to unload and load the goods. Now the sale of dragon boats is related to the Pi Ma Zong and Chun Lu Pu in Luzhou, Beiju. This is something that many small town people cannot imagine.
Liu Xianyang suddenly smiled and asked: "The kid named Xie Ling on the mountain has a very strange appearance."
It has always been a small town custom to have something in your words.
Ruan Xiu hummed and said, "It's just a child."
Liu Xianyang was a little gloating about his misfortune.
Ruan Xiu said: "You can't control Gu Can."
Liu Xianyang nodded and said: "I'll beat him until he dies. If Gu Can doesn't fight back, he can't change the little slug's fundamental character. I've known this for a long time, so I didn't think about how to control him. This little slug can't be changed."
The bastard finally has some conscience left and knows who is really good to him."
Ruan Xiu and Liu Xianyang were old acquaintances. Liu Xianyang actually entered the sword-making shop by the Longxu River earlier than Chen Pingan, and served as an apprentice, not the day laborer who helped Chen Pingan later. He also made porcelain.
Well, whether it is forging swords or forging iron, it seems that Liu Xianyang is quicker than Chen Pingan to follow the local customs. Liu Xianyang is like paving the way and there is a way to go. He likes to pull Chen Pingan behind him.
On the road of life, many people want their friends to live well, but they may not want their friends to live better than themselves, especially if they are much better.
Liu Xianyang is not like this, nor is Chen Pingan. This is probably why two people with very different temperaments can become true friends, and even more so after their lives have undergone earth-shaking changes.
Ruan Xiu held an embroidered handkerchief in one hand, picked up a piece of peach blossom cake, and asked: "Didn't you go to Mud Ping Lane to say hello and chat with her?"
Liu Xianyang said with emotion: "The love I had when I was young is Xin Xinyan. Looking back, it is a beautiful memory."
By the time Liu Xianyang finished his emotion, Ruan Xiu had already finished a piece of pastry, then picked up a piece of almond pastry and said, "What did you talk about with my dad? My dad seems to be very happy."
Liu Xianyang laughed and said: "Master Ruan drinks, and I scold Chen Ping'an."
Ruan Xiu said oh.
Liu Xianyang was not lying, but he still had something serious to discuss with Ruan Xiu. Chen Chunan went to sea that year. After returning, he found Liu Xianyang and asked him to return to his hometown and help send a message to Aquarius Island.
Li Song clan. Liu Xianyang felt that it would be more appropriate to let Ruan Qiong, the chief minister of Da Li and his future master, argue with the young emperor. The matter was not a small matter, it was about the Chen Confucian family's support for the Great Sui Mountain Cliff.
The academy has returned to the list of the seventy-two academies. However, the Linlu Academy built by Dali in Piyun Mountain is not familiar to the Chen Confucian family and would not say a word about the Confucian Temple.
Liu Xianyang was a little confused at the time, so he asked frankly, why did the Chen family, a mellow scholar from the Yasheng lineage, want to do this? Aren't they worried about criticism within the Yasheng lineage?
Liu Xianyang's worries are not unreasonable. A deputy leader of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple is on par with Chen Chun'an in terms of realm and seniority. In short, Chen Chun'an is a world-famous scholar and an Asian scholar.
The pillar of the Saint lineage, but Chen Chun'an still has many constraints on his words and deeds in the cultural heritage of the Yasheng lineage.
Chen Chun'an seemed to be in a good mood at the time, and told Liu Xianyang that this was a scholar deal between him and Chen Pingan. If Chen Pingan only relied on his identity as a close disciple of the Literary Saint lineage, and dared to talk nonsense to Chen Chun'an like this, it would be a bit unkind.
Finally, on the stone cliff with the surging river at its feet, Chen Chun'an patted Liu Xianyang's shoulder. The old man said something fresh to the young man, saying that we scholars should not be ashamed to talk about interests, and should be pragmatic and lofty in our hearts.
We should be pragmatic and heavy-handed. Scholars should go out of their studies, walk around the common people, and talk about principles that even people who have not read the books can understand.
Liu Xianyang blurted out a sentence at that time, saying that we fellow scholars should not just be scholars.
The old man was greatly pleased, smiled while stroking his beard, and said that our family tradition of Confucian Chen family was quite good.
Ruan Xiu suddenly said: "I said I don't care too much, so why not take the underground river? There is no ferry going directly to Old Dragon City."
Liu Xianyang rubbed his cheeks with his hands and said: "The town was just that big back then. I didn't dare to think too much about the good-looking girl in Taoye Lane, Fulu Street. She was different. She was Chen Pingan's neighbor and lived in Mupin.
Alley, not even as good as my ancestral home. She was a maid from Song Dynasty who carried firewood and did the work of fetching water and cooking every day. I felt that I was worthy of her. If I really want to say how much I like her, well, yes, or
I like her very much, but I'm not that obsessed with it, and I just let it all go. If we're not together, what can we do?"
Ruan Xiu asked: "What kind of place is the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"
Liu Xianyang thought for a while, "It's a place with few things but a lot of swordsmanship. Cultivation, life and death, don't seem to be that big of a deal over there at the Great Wall of Sword Qi. So there are also a lot of drunkards there, and swordsmen."
After all, both Xiu and Sword Immortal like to drink. It can even be said that in my impression, the Great Wall of Sword Qi is the place where experts are least like an expert outside of my hometown."
Ruan Xiu nodded.
Liu Xianyang looked awkward, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said: "Ruan Xiu, I have known you for a long time, right? We have a very good relationship, right? There are just some words, I really can't say much, Chen Ping'an
, you are all my friends, so I can only try not to say the words you may want to hear on something."
Ruan Xiu raised her head, looked at Liu Xianyang, and shook her head, "I don't want to hear the words you think I want to hear, such as why Ruan Xiu is better than Ning Yao, and you and I are better friends than Ning Yao."
Liu Xianyang was relieved and laughed, "Miss Ruan is Miss Ruan after all."
Ruan Xiu said: "I just asked this. In addition to being curious about what the Sword Qi Great Wall looks like now, I also want to know if he is living well there. If Ning Yao is here, he is living well.
, I am friends with him, and of course I will be very happy."
Just when Liu Xianyang was about to follow Ruan Xiu's words and chat a few more words, about how that boy Chen Ping'an was so at home at the Great Sword Qi Wall, Liu Xianyang suddenly stopped and silently warned himself not to talk too much.
In a few years, when Liu Xianyang returns to his hometown next time, he will legitimately become the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect. Regarding this matter, after Liu Xianyang climbed the mountain, Ruan Qiong and the direct descendants and named disciples all made it clear.
Ruan Qiong didn't say, Liu Xianyang didn't ask, whether the ranking on the family tree was after Dong Gu, the founder of the mountain, or directly after Xie Ling, it became an interesting conversation among many named disciples of Longquan Sword Sect after dinner.
Everyone in the sect is now familiar with the sect master's temper. As long as he is sincere in practicing swordsmanship, he will not have many taboos in words. There are a lot of speculations about Liu Xianyang's cultivation state. After all, serious Confucian disciples don't practice much swordsmanship.
Ruan Xiu asked curiously: "Why are you still willing to come back here to practice swordsmanship and Taoism in Longquan Sword Sect? My father can't teach you anything."
Liu Xianyang said helplessly: "Chen Ping'an is too good at taking care of others, but not very good at taking care of himself. I'm far away and don't worry."
"'I don't worry about Chen Ping'an."
Ruan Xiu whispered Liu Xianyang's heartfelt words. She laughed, put away the embroidered handkerchief and put it into her sleeve. With her fingers stained with pastry crumbs, she gently twisted the cuffs and corners, "Liu Xianyang, not everyone has it."
Those who are qualified to say such things may have been fine before, but it will be very difficult in the future.”
Liu Xianyang laughed and said, "I don't worry about Chen Pingan."
Ruan Xiuxiao narrowed her eyes and pretended to be stupid.
The residence and study room of the old Longcheng feudal prince.
There are some orthodox history books from different dynasties, collections of poems by literary figures, and albums of paintings and calligraphy placed on the desk. There is not a single item from the Immortal family placed as a decoration.
There are four screens placed behind the desk, an old Dali map, a map of Aquarius Continent, and the remaining two depicting the distribution maps of the Xianjia sects of Tongye Continent and Beiju Luzhou respectively.
Song Jixin, who had just returned to the southern vassal from his hometown in the north, was sitting alone in the study. He moved his chair and sat facing the four screens.
Song Jixin wrapped his hands around a small and exquisite heart-nurturing pot and gently rotated it. The small pot was inscribed with the word "mandrill".
Song Jixin gently twisted the small pot in his hand. The lost thing was found again, and it was returned to its original owner, but the method was not very honorable. However, Song Jixin didn't care what Fu Nanhua would think.
Back then, Fu Nanhua entered Lizhu Cave and bought this small pot from Song Jixin with a bag of gold copper coins and an old dragon cloth rain pendant. The deal was actually quite fair. Of course, Fu Nanhua still relied on it.
I picked up a big leak. Unlike many magic weapons on the mountain, which have no rank, but are worthless to Earth Immortal monks, this Yangxin Lake is a rare magic weapon of extremely high rank, which is most suitable for the cultivation of Earth Immortals.
The heart of the Tao moistens the Qi Mansion. Not only that, there is a small cave in the pot, and it is still a small object. So after Fu Nanhua got it, he asked an expert to inspect it. He was overjoyed and cherished it very much.
To be continued...