Yesterday when Fu Nanhua was "reminiscing about old times" with the young feudal lord, Song Jixin mentioned this small pot, and today Fu Nanhua asked someone to send it to him.
Song Jixin did not really covet a heart-nurturing pot, but this trip back to his hometown made the young vassal king who had always seemed to be diligent in his political affairs, but in fact just muddle along, change from a mud bottle lane Song Dynasty who did not seek merit but sought no faults.
Ji Xin unknowingly raised his spirits and finally began to regard himself as "Song Mu", the king of the Great Li vassal. Then this small pot fell into his hands again. Song Ji Xin let go of his hand and weighed it gently. This is Yamashita
The weight of power.
Since ancient times, the immortal family has looked down upon the princes.
But today's Great Li Dynasty is different. It has already suppressed all the mountain forces in a continent, restrained them, and intimidated them to the point of breathlessness. You can be the Shen Gao Sect or the Zhenjing Sect. Not only do you have the prefix "Zong", they also have great backers in other continents.
So what if he was such a giant. When he came to the court meeting in the royal study room of the Great Li Emperor "Song He", he still had to treat himself as a half-courtier. He had to act according to people's expressions, sit down obediently, and get up obediently.
Song Jixin tossed the priceless pot casually and caught it with both hands.
There were two secret files on the table behind him, both of which were information collected by Song Jixin at the request of Tong Ren Peng Tian. Song Jixin could not trust the Green Wave Pavilion spies at all, because the earliest owner of Green Wave Pavilion was, after all, the Empress of Great Li.
Today's Queen Mother is Song Jixin's biological mother. Although Green Wave Pavilion and the cattle and horse stalls now belong to the Imperial Master, Song Jixin knows very well that many old people in Green Wave Pavilion who have not been eliminated know that
Any fool knows how to choose between the emperor Song He, the Queen Mother, and the weak and powerful vassal king Song Mu.
However, Peng Terrace is a unique intelligence agency of the Da Li military. It will only take orders from the emperor's uncle Song Changjing. Until now, even the national advisor Cui Chan has not intervened.
Song Jixin turned his head and glanced at the two files. One was a list of monks in the five realms of Luzhou, Beiju, which was very detailed. The other was a file about "Young Cui Dongshan", which was very brief.
The Fire Dragon Master from Pa Di Peak, Li Yu from the Taixia lineage have passed away, referring to Xuanfeng Yuan Lingdian, and the Baiyun Taoshan Lineage. Fortunately, one of them is only in the Nascent Soul Realm, otherwise the Fire Dragon Lineage would be really terrible.
Already.
Thank you, God.
The Skull Beach Pima Sect, the sect leader Zhu Quan, and two old masters.
Ghost Valley Jingguan City, Gaocheng.
There are Taoist temples, temples, and hidden treasures in the peach forest. The specific details are currently unknown.
In Duckweed Sword Lake, the female Sword Immortal Li Cai has traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Taihui Sword Sect, the leader Han Huaizi, the ancestor Huang Tong, and the new Jade Pure Realm Sword Immortal Liu Jinglong. Han Huaizi has also been on the Sword Qi Great Wall for many years.
Bai Shang, the best swordsman in the North, is Xu Xuan’s mentor.
Ji Yue from Yuanwei Mountain died in battle and exchanged lives with Gu You, a ten-level warrior. This was a great loss to the entire Beiju Luzhou.
Shuilong Sect, Northern Sect Sun Jie, Southern Sect Shao Jingzhi.
The head of the Qionglin Sect.
Dayuan Dynasty Chongxuan Department Yunxiao Palace, head of the Yang family.
Qingliangzong congratulates Xiaoliang.
Huang Juran, a wild cultivator in the Immortal Realm who is temporarily unaware of life and death.
In addition, there are many similar existences to Taolin Taoist temples and temples, as well as those few masters living in the world who quietly live in seclusion. It is difficult for the spies of the Great Li Dynasty to truly penetrate into the hinterland of Beiju Luzhou to explore those long-standing secrets. The truth. There are also some secret histories, which are the journeys of all living and dead swordsmen to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
As for Cui Dongshan, he only gave him a blank piece of paper.
However, there are two pieces of paper that were transferred from the Ministry of Justice to the study here. One of them briefly explains where this person appeared, stayed, and behaved. He studied in the academy for the most time and first appeared in the Lizhu Cave Heaven that has not yet broken to the ground. Later, Yu Lu, the young prince of the Lu family, was renamed Xie Xie, and they were taken to the Great Sui Academy. There, they had a conflict with the Gao family of the Great Sui Dynasty when they worshiped Cai Jingshen, and an extremely brilliant magic weapon was cast in the capital. Heavy Rain, later together with Ruan Xiu, hunted down a Nascent Soul Bottleneck Sword Cultivator from the Zhu Ying Dynasty, and successfully killed him on the border of the Zhu Ying Dynasty.
The concluding sentence on the first page of the Ministry of Punishments file is that this person breaks through situations very quickly, has many magic weapons, and has a very strange temperament.
The second page of paper is densely packed with introductions to those magic weapons.
Song Jixin withdrew his gaze, turned around and continued to stare at the four screens. Nowadays, the monks on the mountain who came in and out of the feudal prince's mansion were a mixed bag, with many hidden identities. If the other party didn't take the initiative to tell them, Song Jixin wouldn't be able to guess even if he broke his head. Ye Zong has been secretly enshrined in the Ancestral Hall of Aquarius Continent for many years, as well as the business manager of Qiong Lin Sect in Luzhou, Beiju.
Song Jixin was like a fool at first, and could only say some decent words as much as possible. But after reviewing the situation, Song Jixin suddenly discovered that the words he thought were appropriate were actually the most inappropriate ones, and would probably make many people hesitate to reveal their identities. A worldly master, he felt that chatting with a young vassal king like himself was just playing the piano to an ox.
Because Song Jixin has never figured out what he wants.
Change back to Song He's real name? Compete with his younger brother for the throne? Song Jixin is not interested, or Song Jixin is afraid of repeating the same mistakes. Anyone who has read a few history books knows that brothers from the emperor's family will die if they are jealous. Many people, whether today or the Queen Mother, are all his closest relatives after all. Song Jixin found that his life seemed to have been so sloppy. It was difficult to love anyone purely, and it was impossible to hate anyone completely. In the end, he was all Paying off debts one by one, the supervisor Song Yuzhang, the neighbor Chen Ping'an, the maid Zhigui...
It can't go on like this.
Song Jixin clenched the heart-nourishing pot in his hand and stood up suddenly.
Zhigui stood quietly at the door of the study for a long time, and then he said: "Master, there is someone who has been waiting to see you for a long time. She is the legitimate daughter of the Yunlin Jiang family and the nominal wife of Fu Nanhua. Well, that woman looks a little bit...
Rich appearance. It's just a trick used by an expert to hide his true appearance, so it's okay."
Song Jixin walked towards the door with a smile.
While walking side by side with her, Song Jixin asked softly: "How much snake gallstones and gold and copper coins are needed?"
Zhigui's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "Master, of course it is the same as the silver in the early years. The more the better, but now the court controls these materials very strictly, and the imperial treasury in the capital will not take them out casually."
Song Jixin smiled and said: "Don't worry, I can just find a reason for it. I can make a deal with Nanyue Mountain Lord, use Fan Junmao as a cover, and try to intercept half of it and give it to you."
Zhigui seemed to be surprised and secretly glanced at Song Jixin. The young master looked a little different now.
She continued to wander with her eyes, but she didn't reveal the secret.
Nowadays, there are only a handful of people in Aquarius Island who can make her fearful, and there happens to be one over there, and he is the one she is least willing to provoke.
After Song Jixin left the study.
A young man in white emerged from behind the four screens, and squatting at the corner was a dull child who never breathed.
Cui Dongshan held a folding fan in one hand, tapped his back gently, flipped his wrist with the other hand, turned out a writing brush, and drew circles on a screen. On it, he helped write more about the heritage of Beiju Luzhou and the monks in the upper five realms.
name, and then lay down on the table, flipping through the three pages of paper about himself, first on the two pages of the Ministry of Punishments file, on the many unknown magic weapon entries, one by one, and finally on the blank page of the cattle and horse stalls
Above, write down a sentence: Cui Chan is an old bastard. If you don’t believe me, ask him.
After I finished writing it, I was quite satisfied.
After beckoning Gao Laodi to come to him, Cui Dongshan bent down and drew on the child's face.
Then without raising his head, he smiled and said: "Ma Kuxuan, if you are used to enjoying things without following the rules, one day you will suffer a lot."
Ma Kuxuan appeared and leaned against the door of the study, "How much pain? Will the body die and disappear? The entanglement of cause and effect? ​​Sir, it's okay if others don't know. Frogs at the bottom of a well are clustered in shallow water. But how could you not be clear about it?
, I’m not afraid of this the least?”
Cui Dongshan still painted a turtle on Gao Laodi's face, "On the way here, I saw a righteous scholar who had some ability to treat people's hearts and general trends. Faced with the swords and guns of a group of Li cavalry, he pretended to be generous and died.
, I was willing to die for my country, and I almost defrauded him of a good reputation. I had the sword sheathed, and smashed one of the scholar's fingers with the handle, and only said to the official
A few words, life is not just about life and death. Between life and death, there are many disasters. As long as you can survive the pain of smashing your fingers, just rest assured, I will ensure that he can be in that small vassal country in this life and be the literary world in his lifetime.
The leader can still be given the posthumous title Wenzhen after his death. Guess what happened?"
Ma Kuxuan frowned.
After Cui Dongshan finished painting, he nodded. Every stroke of his imagination was indeed the manifestation of his lifelong skills. Then he turned around and said with a smile: "You said you are not afraid of death and the disappearance of the soul. I believe it. It's just that you don't even know how to entangle cause and effect."
I don’t understand, how can a frog in a well be qualified to tell me whether he is afraid or not? Just talk about Malanhua. Whose arrangement is it? I’m not trying to scare you. Just because of my high level, I have great ability. How many people can kill me? Even if you are in the future
Now that you have reached the realm of heaven, I will still let you worry about it for thousands of years and just do it casually. So, be smart and let me worry less. Otherwise, you will be really afraid of the day. As for me, there is
What’s the benefit? One of the fundamental purposes of the merit theory is to try not to make people stupid, and to make sure that those who seek benefits will get benefits.”
Ma Kuxuan nodded, "That makes sense."
Cui Dongshan sat on a chair, turned the folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "If I don't get beaten for a few days, I will beat a poor beggar. You think it's fun or not."
Ma Kuxuan smiled and said: "If you can beat a poor beggar today, you might be able to beat a rich man tomorrow. You have to have some thoughts in life, otherwise you will just be a beggar for the rest of your life."
Cui Dongshan suddenly understood, nodded vigorously and said: "It makes sense."
Ma Kuxuan clasped his fists and said, "I hope I can listen to the teachings of the National Master in the future."
After Cui Dongshan left Nama Kuxuan, he shook his folding fan and felt leisurely. There were four large running scripts written on the fan to persuade people with virtue.
Cui Dongshan stretched out a finger and started gesturing casually, probably writing. He said smugly: "Stretch three inches vertically, as high as a thousand feet. A line of white flies, and a rainbow rises into the sky..."
Cui Dongshan turned his head and looked at the child standing silently next to the desk, "Which child is so handsome?"
The child whose whole face was covered with ghostly symbols suddenly said: "Sir, I want to learn chess."
Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and said: "Teaching boxing and footwork, starving the master to death, and teaching you how to play chess, what good does it do me?"
The child said: "You can play chess with your husband."
Cui Dongshan shook his head and did not give an answer. He just said something strange and confusing: "The old sword will eventually return."
Carving a boat and looking for a sword is not an idiot, nor is worrying about others ridiculous.
To be continued...