The wild world is like the sword cultivator Liu Cai and the Taoist female crown, like a young monk who is arrogant and stormed into the world's vision, Xie Yue.

Finally, there is a "hidden official" who seems to be doing business and adding a head to the lottery.

A young man who finally gained some reputation in other countries was notorious because of the "Chen Ping Case".

It was said that there were ten candidates earlier, but it had not been announced yet.

I plucked up my courage morning and evening, turned my head and looked at my lifting shape that I had not paid attention to for a long time.

In fact, he was younger than himself, the same year and the same month, but he lifted his body several days later than her.

But the little girl always feels that she is much older than herself.

He raised his head to notice Chao Mu's gaze, and immediately glared at her, Chao Mu blinked, as if he was saying that I didn't talk to you, and I had to care about me, you didn't make sense.

He raised his fingers and put them together, and gently stroked them to signal the little girl to turn her head quickly.

Chaomu turned his head, lay on the table, and continued to watch Sister Pei copy and write.

The little girl really wants to ask this sister, since she is in her hometown, why did she leave her hometown?

If I could stay in my hometown, I would definitely not have traveled far.

Sister Pei is still alone, she is so brave and can endure hardships.

Chao Mu definitely didn't know that Sister Pei, who was tall, thin and slightly black in front of her, could make her feel at ease. In fact, before learning boxing, she just gently pinched Huang Ting's shoulders and arms in the Laolongcheng medicine shop, and she screamed in pain on the spot. She could snot and tears more than her Chao Mu, and ran to complain to her master. At that time, Pei Qian was actually a little older than Chao Mu. As for her courage, when Pei Qian was a child, she was really not big, and she might not be as good as Xiaomi Li. She even carried that ordinary yellow paper talisman with her.

Sister Pei copied books very seriously.

Then Chaomu suddenly became panicked and quickly turned his head to look up.

He raised his face to look at Chaomu, stretched out his fingers to his mouth, shook his head, and signaled Chaomu not to speak.

Chaomu tiptoed up and found that Sister Pei was copying the book, and somehow she was crying.

Pei Qian was sad. When the master knocked her chestnut again, it seemed that his master would no longer have to bend over.

Then even if the master and disciple finally meet again and travel together, the master will probably not reach out and hold a little girl's hand again.

Why did you grow up?

Brother Dabaie said a joke before, asking her, the senior sister, if you know which guy in the world has the most worry.

Of course Pei Qian said that he was his master, because his master likes to think about things the most and likes to take care of others the most.

The youngest brother smiled and shook his head, giving a very slutty answer.

It was said that it was the guy named "Growing Up".

In Dali Capital, Old Shangshu Guan sat on a rattan chair under the eaves. Even though the old man was dressed heavily, he was still afraid of the cold. He held the warm stove in his hand and looked at the green paulownia tree in the yard.

The old man grinned, stretched out his thumb, gently pressed against a tooth, and lamented.

Guan Yiran, the dirt-filled great-grandson, returned to Beijing and officially stepped down from the position of Qi Du to be appointed as the governor of the Ministry of Revenue. However, he was not promoted to a minister like Liu Qingfeng. To be honest, even compared to Liu Xunmei, Guan Yiran's promotion seemed to be too shabby and stingy. Although Guan Yiran, who was born in a military monk at the border, was not willing to despise the small official position, but was used to the rough battlefield from the bottom of his bones, he still followed the instructions of his great-grandfather and chose to return to Beijing to serve. As soon as he got home this time, Guan Yiran immediately rushed to the old man.

Guan Yiran squatted at the old man's feet and reached out to press his hand on the stove.

The old man smiled and said, "The Ministry of Revenue is an unpleasant yamen. I have many habits. Anyway, the Ministry of Personnel is forgot. Don't expect to be an official there in your life. After all, others think that the Dali Ministry of Revenue is Guan, but if you, the Guan family, really think that it is the way to die. As a human being, you have to leave a way for people to do it. If you squat on the pit and don't poop, or if you squat on the pit for too long, you will be smashed into the pit. If you splash your butt and you won't blame others."

Guan Yiran smiled. The earliest group of important officials in the Dali court were actually not very elegant, even if they were scholars.

The old man looked up at the beautiful scenery of the sunset in the sky and sighed: "The teeth fall, the hair falls, and I can't walk. I'm so annoyed. When I see a young and beautiful girl, I'm intent and powerless. At most, I can only think about the past and think about the heroes' bravery back then. It's so good to be young, and I can be promoted to the presidency. The flying gods in the sky are also sincerely envious."

The old man speaks on his own, while the young man listens.

"The country is broken and the mountains and rivers are there, the city is spring and the grass is deep, but the people still say that the curtains are still there. This is a collection of poems by a literary tyrant of the Lu family in the past, and it is written well. Unfortunately, the article is well written, so it is relatively bad to be an official."

"The food smells when you are hungry, and the powder when you are young women have a fragrance. In fact, it is also good. Do you know? That is to pick the feet on the summer summer mat."

"Go and help my great-grandfather steal a pot of wine. Your father secretly took away all the pots hidden in the study and put them in his own study. It's a fucking thing. After putting the wine down, let the great-grandfather sit alone for a while. Haha, it's so good that he's drunk and chew heavily, so don't let the children know."

Guan Yiran nodded and stood up and left.

The old man suddenly shouted: "Yiran."

Guan Yiran turned around immediately.

The old man smiled and didn't say anything.

Guan Yiran understood it and said, "I know, take two pots."

The old man nodded, "You must be a good official, but don't forget to be a human being first. Don't learn from those who are the generals of the Dadu governors and make auxiliary officials. If you don't go out on weekdays, you will have to follow the official with a bigger hat and patrol the Dadu together. You must first borrow a pair of seriously worn boots from others. Don't do such smart things that smart people do. Otherwise, my grandfather will really not sleep well in the future."

Guan Yiran's eyes were slightly red and he nodded vigorously, "I know!"

After the young man leaves the yard.

Mr. Guan patted the armrest of the rattan chair and shouted softly: "Master National Master? If you are not busy, if you are not busy, chat with me?"

Dali National Master Cui Feng showed up.

Mr. Guan did not give a gift, and even saved the greeting. The old man just continued to look at the dim sky and murmured: "Mr. Cui, will the world be better? I asked you this question when I was young. You only said that I would see myself. Now I am a little older, and I don't even say my old eyes, and I can't see much farther away even if I open my eyes. In the future, I will not see you. Mr. Cui, tell me, I'll leave more at ease."

Cui Feng said: "At least when Guan Yingche became an official, the Dali World is better."

The old man whispered: "But there are still a lot of grievances that make people feel uncomfortable. I don't know what to say or who to tell me."

Cui Feng said: "Every family's meals and every household's Spring Festival couplets are all aggrieved answers in the hearts of scholars."

The old man nodded, "There was once a young scholar who was full of poetry and books. He said that the flowers bloomed and fell, and the grass was withered and flourished. They were all answers with the moonlight in the sky. Mr. Cui's words were not bad at all."

Cui Xuan smiled and said, "Who said no?"

There was once a cold scholar from Dali who came to Beijing to take the exam. At the age of twentieth, he dared to say that the literary sect of a country was no less than me, but in fact, his poems and literary talent were actually mediocre.

The old man said regretfully: "It's not that he is afraid of death, but he is inevitable."

That young man came from Shanya Academy to study.

The old man said, "Mr. Cui, I am very happy to meet Mr. Qi and you. In my college career, I asked Mr. Qi about his studies, and became an official in the temple, and worked with Mr. Cui."

Cui Xian nodded and said, "I believe Qi Jingchun will be glad that there is Guan Yingche among his students."

The old man asked, "Then can I scold Master Dali for Mr. Qi?"

Cui Xuan smiled and said, "You have to scold the Minister of Personnel first, and then scold me."

The old man laughed and shook his head and said, "Then forget it."

The heart-to-heart talk between many elderly people is almost the final conclusion.

When Guan Yiran brought two pots of wine, only the national teacher could drink.

The fifth world's sixth year of Jiachun.

Half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the wild world has been isolated from the world by formations, and is truly alone, wandering alone year after year.

After Feiran left that time, he would walk on the cliff, occasionally breaking through the formation with a narrow sword for a moment, and take a look at the vast army of demons moving north.

Six years later, I still couldn't wait for the demon clan to retreat south.

In the end, he simply sat in a cliff that could barely be considered a cave, and occasionally used his sword to cut the ban, doing nothing, and could only watch the demon clan continue to go north.

However, every time Chen Ping'an used a knife, the ban would be stitched on his own.

After Li Zhen learned about this, he suggested that Yueshan be more cruel and set up a stable formation between the two cliffs that even the Jade Pu realm sword cultivator could not break, and did not give the young hidden official the chance to enjoy his eyes.

Unfortunately, this plan was put on hold on the Jiazizhang and I didn’t care about it for the time being, so I just said to discuss it again.

On this day, the young hidden official in a bright red robe sat cross-legged, with a knife across his knees, and reached out to gently pat the scabbard.

In one big sleeve, there are the small refining words of the travel notes of the mountains and rivers, densely packed, like a large army gathering troops.

In fact, when Chen Ping'an finished reading the book for the first time, he realized the hidden mystery of the book.

That's why I had the idea of ​​"I didn't write about things that really care about, otherwise I wouldn't be able to speak well in the future."

Because Chen Ping'an was extremely sensitive to the "National Day", he knew that so many bamboo slips were not carved in vain. Chen Ping'an liked to collect rare and obscure words than many scholars who had been studying since childhood. Especially the matter of character interpretation, he was a storyteller at the corner of the streets and alleys in the wine shop in his early years. Those children actually learned about the power of this second shopkeeper early.

Now that we have used our sword to break the ban, in addition to observing the number of demon army and deducing the situation of the war, Chen Ping'an also needs to use this to infer whether the gate would be closed occasionally. He is worried that the gate of Tuoyue Mountain would have already noticed the gate of the mountain and river travel notes, so as to isolate the two heavens and earths, or set up other mountain and river bans early. Once Chen Ping'an takes action in a hurry, he will let Cui Xuan's secret plan be put into trouble.

Just knowing the unusual nature of the mountains and rivers is actually meaningless. This is also Cui Xuan’s most meticulous point.

In recent years, after all the texts on Xiaolian's book, Chen Ping'an racked his brains to crack the secret letter and arranged the various lines. It was very hard to read the travel notes repeatedly, maybe in a chapter, every eleven words, take one word and put them all together to see if they could be gathered together into a secret letter. Maybe they worked hard on the word "super" and "super" and used various contexts to spread them. Maybe they were flashbacks to search for clues...

Cui Dongshan once said that anyone who is not sick in his brain cannot pull out the thread of this vein.

But in fact, his husband not only pulled out the thread after reading the first time of the mountain and river travel notes, but even threw the books and then retrieved them was a trick. After that, he even thought about them while refining the words.

All trivial things in life that make people feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable may be somewhere on the road to the future, like lights and sparks, and finally gather together and shine brightly.

Chen Ping'an shrank his body, his hands gathered his sleeves, and was stunned and dazed.

Today is in the world of Haoran, it is the fifth day of the fifth month.

When there are people around you, Chen Ping'an doesn't care too much about whether it is the fifth day of the fifth month.

When there is no one, I think of it again and again.

After my parents left, one day, a family opened the door at the end of Nipin Alley. Later, there was a small slug in that family. Later, they met two neighbors, Song Jixin and Zhigui, and later Liu Xianyang.

Later, when he left his hometown, there were Li Baoping and Li Huai, and later, Zhang Shanfeng and Liu Yuanxia, ​​Pei Qian and others, and Luopo Mountain. Even in Shujian Lake and the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there were people who cared about it around him.

Only in recent years, Chen Ping'an has been alone again.
Chapter completed!