At the junction of Shushui Kingdom and Guyu Kingdom, among the green mountains and green waters, the wind was beautiful and the sun was shining brightly. A man and a woman were walking side by side, hiking towards a mountain temple on the top of the mountain.
The man carries a sword, has a jade hairpin on his head, and wears a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes. The woman carries a sword box and wears a snow-white robe.
Both people and scenery can be included in the painting.
The name of the mountain is Jingling, and a temple to the mountain god was built about 20 years ago. The temple is not of high rank, and the person who enjoys the incense is a mountain god empress who has never been heard of by the local people. It was originally consecrated by a minister of the Ministry of Rites of Shushui State.
During the ceremony, scholars in prefectures and counties were busy calling relatives to seek the favor of their ancestors. Unfortunately, they searched official family history books and local county annals, but could not find out which royal wife "Liu Qian" was in history.
There is a famous Huanghe River flowing nearby. During the rainy season, there is a scene of the Huanghe River rising in spring. The peaceful years after the troubled times are more and more cherished by people, especially the beauty. Therefore, a wedding banquet was held at the Prince's Mansion on the Huanghe River.
The marriage of the River God is a rare event in a century, so everyone from local officials to the people in the market is very happy, just like the Chinese New Year. By the way, the incense at the Jingling Mountain Temple is also a bit better than usual.
The men and women who came to visit the Jingling Mountain Shrine were none other than Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao, who had been traveling southward in the wind.
On the way here, Chen Ping'an told Ning Yao about the general situation of the old Jianshui Villa, why Senior Song was willing to give up his ancestral property and move here to live in seclusion, as well as the insider trading with the court of Shushui Kingdom, Liu Qian's true identity,
The former Four Evils of Shushui Kingdom mentioned by the way Su Lang, the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal of Songxi Kingdom, and introduced with a smile: ""This hilltop is commonly known as Xinyi Jian. On the other side of Huanghe River, there is a cliff carved plaque.
The book, the eight characters of vermilion, Ba Shang Qiu Residence, Long Mian Resurrection. The Huanghe Master thought it was a good omen, so he built the Huanghe Water Mansion in the water under the cliff. In fact, according to the general landscape rules, the Water Mansion should not be so close to the mountain.
It’s easy for mountains and rivers to conflict with each other.”
Ning Yao asked: "King Huanghe? What's your background?"
Chen Pingan chuckled and said: "The real body is a giant catfish. The water of Huanghe River is turbid and the road is close to each other. However, I heard that this river god usually likes to think of himself as a Taoist and likes to talk. He is quite elegant, so he doesn't like the name Huanghe King.
, it’s just that the people of the two countries along the Huanghe River still like to call it this way, and it’s hard to change.”
Ning Yao said: "If you take a concubine, take a concubine. Why does the river god marry a wife?"
Chen Pingan immediately stopped smiling and said nothing more.
When we arrived at the Jingling Mountain Shrine, the scattered pilgrims were mostly scholars, because the Minister of Rites who consecrated this mountain was responsible for the abbot of this year's annual imperial examination of Shushui Kingdom.
Chen Pingan twisted out three sticks of mountain incense, and after lighting them, he was naturally different from the layman who offered incense, prayed for blessings and made wishes. He just kowtowed and bowed, which was not in line with etiquette. Chen Pingan only paid respect to the four directions and the world, but did not pay homage to the Mountain Goddess in the temple. He said in his heart,
Then he put it in the incense burner. Ning Yao didn't even light the incense. It's not that Ning Yao looked down on Liu Qian's identity as a landscape god. After all, Liu Qian, a mountain god temple, definitely couldn't afford Ning Yao's three nods of holding incense, so even if Ning Yao
If you are willing, Chen Pingan will stop you.
The painted statue lit up with ripples of light, and among the golden body of the mountain god, a woman with swaying skirts quickly walked out. Liu Qian used her own blinding method to prevent the ordinary people who came to the temple to make wishes from seeing her.
Chen Pingan and Ning Yao stood in a secluded place. Liu Qian was in high spirits and saluted with her hands folded. Chen Pingan and Ning Yao returned the salute with clasped fists.
Liu Qian said softly: "Mr. Chen, is this Ning Jianxian of the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"
How would an ordinary person dare to ask this? If she asked the wrong person, and the woman in front of her was not named Ning, the consequences would be disastrous. However, Liu Qian still knew very well about Chen Ping'an.
Ning Yao smiled and nodded.
I heard Chen Pingan talk about the past of Liu Qian and Song Fengshan before. It was not easy for them to get together.
Liu Qian smiled brightly and said suddenly: "No wonder Mr. Chen is willing to travel thousands of miles of mountains and rivers to go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to find Miss Ning."
Chen Ping'an smiled and asked: "Senior Song is at home now, right?"
Liu Qian nodded and said: "Last time my grandpa came home from a leisurely trip in the world, I heard that after Mr. Chen returned to his hometown, he always walked around the world as close as possible. He only stopped at the door every time."
Speaking of this, Liu Qian couldn't help but smile. The grandfather who used to be serious in speech was now like an old child. He drank secretly when Fengshan was in charge. Every time he pretended to walk to the door, he would deliberately avoid it.
After opening Fengshan, Fengshan deliberately asked if he wanted to send another letter to Luolu Mountain to urge Chen Ping'an. The old man blew his beard and glared, saying that he begged him to come. It didn't matter whether he came or not. But during this period,
Today, the elderly no longer drink, as if they are saving up.
Chen Pingan asked: "Sister-in-law just came from Huanghe Water Mansion? Will it delay the business?"
Liu Qian shook her head and said with a smile: "No delay. Jingling has a good relationship with Huanghe. This time the River God is getting married, Fengshan and I went there to help receive the guests. We just heard Mr. Chen's voice, so I went back first.
The tit sent a message to Grandpa, and Fengshan had already set off. He went directly to the house to avoid taking a detour and keeping Grandpa waiting."
One of the reasons why Liu Qian chose this place to build the temple was that Song Yushao and the Huanghe Water God were old friends.
Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said, "Then I'll ask my sister-in-law to lead the way."
Liu Qian took the lead to travel far away in the wind, followed by Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao. The house was still a hundred miles away from the ancestral temple. After Song Yu washed his hands in a gold basin, he retired to the mountains and forests. For so many years, he occasionally went to the rivers and lakes to relax.
I no longer carry a sword, and I won’t look through the almanac again and go out again.
The three figures fell at the door of the house. Compared with the previous Jianshui Villa, a martial arts holy land in Qingsong County, the house in front of them can be described as shabby. Standing at the door was an old man with white beard and hair, his hands behind his back, his body slightly stooped.
Squint your eyes and smile.
Chen Pingan twisted his wrist, and a bamboo yellow scabbard appeared in his hand. He raised it high and gently threw it to the old man.
Song Yushao was stunned, stretched out his hand to catch the scabbard, and asked doubtfully: "Boy, how did you get it back? Buy it, borrow it, steal it?"
At the end of the sentence, the old man laughed to himself, "What the hell, didn't this little melon peel get the scabbard back?"
Chen Pingan walked forward quickly and said with a smile: "According to the rules of the world, you can return it as you take it."
Song Yushao was a little worried, "More than 20 years ago, that guy was a Grandmaster of the Far Traveling Realm. In his early years, his scornful demeanor didn't look like a short-lived ghost. His future in martial arts will definitely have to go up. You kid is fine."
Bar?"
It can be seen that Chen Ping'an is a little injured at the moment. Could it be that he was injured just to scabbard the sword? Such an action is not cost-effective.
That menacing dragon crossing the river, swinging its head and tail casually, was like a wave of turmoil to the rivers and lakes of more than ten countries, including those who were combing the water and wearing colorful clothes.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "His name is Ma Guixian. He is a martial artist in Daduan, China, and a leading general. When I went to ask about boxing, he was the bottleneck of the Nine Realms."
Liu Qian's face turned pale.
Even though she already knew that Chen Pingan was the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall and one of the ten young people in the world, Liu Qian was still frightened when she heard that he was a bottleneck martial artist in the Nine Realms.
Song Yushao clenched the bamboo scabbard in his hand and asked, "Is Wenquan very dangerous?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said softly: "This injury on my body was caused by sparring with others and has nothing to do with Ma Guixian's boxing match. It is not dangerous at all."
Song Yushao glared and said, "You are so loud, why don't you just fight with Cao Ci?"
Chen Pingan nodded and blinked, "It was with Cao Ci."
Anyway, I just came here to drink. Besides, it’s hard to say who is superior and who is inferior when it comes to persuading people to drink.
Song Yushao choked on his words for a moment, and simply ignored the boy. He did something arrogant, but insisted on saying it out loud in a calm voice. He looked very much like the old man when he was young. Song Yushao turned around and looked at that guy with a smile.
Woman, "Ning Yao?"
Ning Yao cupped his fists and said, "Junior Ning Yao, I have met Grandpa Song."
Song Yushao returned the salute with clasped fists, then smiled while stroking his beard, and glanced sideways at someone, "You are such a coward, you are so lucky."
They entered the house together, Liu Qian took out the wine and served a few dishes to accompany the wine. Ning Yao and Liu Qian each had a toast with Song Yu, and after Chen Pingan toasted, they left the table and let the two of them drink alone.
Song Fengshan is still on the way here, because he is only a seventh-level martial artist and cannot travel far in the wind. Naturally, he is not as good as his wife Liu Qian, who is a local mountain god, who comes and goes like the wind.
Song Yushao held the wine bowl in one hand and flexed his fingers with the other, flicking the bamboo-yellow sword scabbard lying on the table, and said with emotion: "You think it's easy and casual, but I know how difficult this is."
Not only was he talking about Ma Guixian, who had defeated the nine-level consummate boxer, the old man was also talking about why Chen Ping'an was able to reach this day, come here and sit down to drink.
Chen Ping'an raised the wine bowl and said with a smile that he was late. He punished himself by drinking three bowls of wine first, drank three bowls in succession, then poured the wine, lightly bumped the wine bowls with Senior Song, drank them all in one gulp, and then filled the wine bowls again.
Bowl, Chen Ping'an took a big chopstick to eat wine and food, so he had to take his time.
Song Yushao smiled and said: "Why did you fight with Ma Guoxian? You kid can tell me."
This is the real food to accompany wine.
Chen Ping'an only briefly explained the process, and it didn't involve a few punches anyway.
Song Yushao drank the wine, wiped his mouth, and said: "Did you get beaten down?"
Chen Pingan nodded, raised one foot and stepped on the bench, "If he dares to ask about boxing in the future, let him fall down again, until he doesn't dare to ask about boxing."
Song Yushao raised his chin, and Chen Pingan started to pretend to be stupid. Song Yushao had to remind him: "You are not allowed to drink a big bowl of wine for such a heavy punch. The bowl at home is small. I mean, drink two bowls first. That's natural."
Niangtushao, unless you are full, is not intoxicating. Don’t be so whiny. Persuading people to drink at the wine table hurts your character. But just eating food without drinking and waiting for others to persuade you to drink will hurt your character even more."
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "When Brother Song comes to the wine table later, senior, tell him this. Let Brother Song learn from me and drink three bowls before sitting down."
Song Yushao smiled and said: "Fengshan was holding back his bad thoughts. In the past few years, he had been thinking that if he gave birth to a daughter in the future, she might be someone's father-in-law. Now it's fine, it's completely out of the question. Wait a minute, you can see for yourself
Let's do it, I can't bear to leave it alone."
Chen Pingan wiped his face and said, "Looking for a drink."
Song Yushao kicked off his boots, sat cross-legged, his eyes sparkling, and asked with a smile: "We saw a lot of sword immortals on the other side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, right?"
To be continued...