Chen Ping'an got off the ladder and randomly selected a book on the bookshelf. It was a collection of clear words that specifically talked about how to deal with the world.
He flipped through the book very quickly. There were many sages' teachings in the book, which made Chen Ping'an deeply convinced. No matter how lazy he looked back at the beautiful scene, or when there was a storm, it was the right place for a hero to stand firm.
Chen Ping'an always felt that he was talking to himself, and he suddenly became more courageous, which was much more effective than drinking.
Moreover, Chen Ping'an had figured out a truth for himself very early on: Don't say angry or sarcastic words to those close to you, especially don't be silent.
Putting the book in his hand back on the bookshelf, he remembered for no reason the Longzhou Taoist from Huanghua Temple in Tongyezhou. Chen Pingan smiled, imitating his example, and gently pushed the surrounding books with his palms. The positions were even and not bad at all.
Chen Pingan strode out of the library and opened the courtyard door. After thinking about it, Chen Pingan left the door unlocked. If he had to come back, he would have to worry about many things. After all, it is his senior brother's house. It is not appropriate to fly here and there.
As for the Emperor Song of Dali and the Queen Mother, it doesn't matter whether they come or not. If they come, it will be good for both parties. If they don't come, Chen Pingan doesn't care at all, because he has already planned to read a few more days in the capital.
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Now that we have guessed the intention of our senior brother Cui Chan, it is very simple. It is rare to have such a good thing without distinguishing between public and private. He can stab the knife with evil hands and do it as cruelly as he wants. Moreover, Chen Pingan suddenly remembered something. If according to the context and seniority,
, since Song He is a student of Senior Brother Cui, and he is the junior uncle of Emperor Da Li, then isn't it a matter of course to protect his nephew to some extent?
But if you, Song He, don't have enough Taoism, then you can replace him with someone who has enough Taoism to be the emperor. Anyway, once the old story is revealed and the old accounts of the Song clan's family are opened up by someone who wants to, it is an established fact that His Majesty the Emperor is the legitimate successor to the throne.
, the city will become crumbling, and the whole continent will be in an uproar.
The evaluation of Song Ji's salary by the national master Cui Chan was probably the performance of the vassal king Song Mu in the Aquarius Island war. From Laolongcheng to Dadu in the central part, it was indeed not disappointing. It was obvious to all from the mountain to the mountain. Imitation
Why Bai Yujing stayed in the capital of Dali and near the Dadu Temple must be a kind of "goodwill" reminder from the teacher to the students. Even if the teacher is gone and there is no national teacher in Dali for the time being, a monarch's Xiu Qi Zhiping is still
Can't forget.
Chen Ping'an even felt that the Dali imperial court took the initiative to return the mountains and rivers after the war based on military merit. It was because the senior brother was waiting for today. If this was not done, the people of Aquarius Island would be scattered, and it would be difficult for all the vassal states in the south to gather their combat power. Furthermore, there would be a big war.
At the end of the day, if the pattern of one continent or one country still exists, once the capital city and the vassal palace of Great Li form a North-South confrontation, and the battle lines are stretched so long, it is easy for the fight to last for decades or even more than a hundred years.
Pingzhou is considered useless.
As for Song Jixin, does he have the intention to restore his real name?
have.
Chen Ping'an noticed Song Jixin's ambition when he was in Jidu Temple at that time. However, Song Jixin was too afraid of the imperial master Cui Xun, so he kept it quiet and always acted as a minister.
Otherwise, the relationship between Song Jixin, the king of the Great Li vassal, and almost all the mountain forces in Aquarius Continent, especially with the Great Li frontier army, was not generally good.
As for the people who govern the country, all the civil and military leaders in the six yamen of Dali capital have faced war directly. Who is not proficient in business knowledge, talented and learned, and extremely pragmatic? And compared with the officials in the capital,
The officialdom in the south is mostly composed of civil servants and military generals who are in their prime. Moreover, like Liu Gaohua from Rouge County in Caiyi Country, why would he rather abandon his hometown and become a minister of a country instead of becoming a middle-level official in the capital temple? This is a subtle influence.
The recognition itself is the recognition of the vassal states of Da Li to the vassal king Song Mu in the past.
Therefore, in the capital of Dali, the emperor did not dare to act rashly. It was deeply ingrained in the capital and the vassal residence had no idea about the back-up arrangements of the national master Cui Chan, so they always lived in peace.
If Chen Ping'an's bottom line before coming to the capital of Dali was to retrieve the piece of broken porcelain from the Queen Mother of Dali, even if he broke up with the entire Dali court because of it, at worst, he would have a fight first and then move the whole place including Luolu Mountain.
Many vassals went to a place in the southern part of Beiju Luzhou and took root. Eventually, they echoed the Luoluo Shanxia sect established in Tongyezhou. There was Dali in the middle. Anyway, they were completely married to the Song family of Dali.
So now, Chen Ping'an is no longer just retrieving the porcelain pieces so easy to talk to.
For example, surrender.
Nanfan went north and entered Beijing to proclaim himself emperor.
In the final analysis, it still depends on the choice of the Emperor.
After only walking a few dozen steps into the alley, Chen Ping'an began to carefully consider the temples, frontier troops, and the three main branches on the mountain, and then roughly calculated at least a dozen links, such as the old man of Zongren Mansion, all the Shangzhu Kingdom
Surnames, major hunting envoys, and the continued development of each link...In the final analysis, we still pursue the peace and order of a country.
It's just that Chen Ping'an didn't realize that what he was thinking about and what he was doing was actually like a great Li national master.
In the past hundred years or so, Cui Chang, the embroidered tiger, would walk slowly in the lane like this every time he went to court to discuss matters or returned from court, alone and thinking alone.
Nearing the entrance of the alley, Chen Pingan found that the young man was squatting at the entrance of the alley to secretly drink while his master was away. He glanced at the street from time to time to see if his master was there.
Hearing the footsteps in the alley, Zhao Duanming immediately stood up, put the pot of wine behind him, and asked with an attentive face: "Brother Chen is going to find his sister-in-law, do you want me to help lead the way? I know this place in the capital well.
Just walk around with your eyes open."
That is to say, the relationship between the two parties is not familiar for the time being. Otherwise, in this nearby area, no matter how ungrateful the place is, I have pooped, and Zhao Duanming can pat his chest and say it with a clear conscience.
Chen Pingan stopped and asked, "Duanming, do you have a girl you like?"
Zhao Duanming is extremely satisfied with his name now, but Chen Jianxian's untimely question made him feel uncomfortable. What girls are we talking about in the middle of the night? Do you think I am drinking flower wine? The young man sighed, "Sorrow."
.I am not young anymore. There are girls I like, and there are many girls who like me. Unfortunately, I practice spiritual practice every day, and I have never had sex with a girl until now.
Drunkard Cao always made fun of me about this. He's in his forties, and he's an old bachelor who doesn't even have a warm quilt at night. He still has the nerve to talk to me. I don't know who gave him the face.
You haven’t woken up after drinking, so you don’t have the same experience as him.”
Then the young man found that the blue-robed swordsman also sighed.
A thousand arrows of sorrow will hit the target, but they will never fail.
Zhao Duanming immediately handed over a handful of salted and dried peanuts, and Chen Ping'an also gave the boy a jug of wine. The boy put away his jug. He couldn't get good wine from Drunkard Cao, so he was a pauper who could only borrow money everywhere.
He opened the clay seal, raised his head and took a sip, and asked: "Brother Chen, where's the drink? It's quite exciting."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I opened a small wine shop with others, and we sell Qingshenshan wine."
The young man suddenly said: "Let me tell you, I knew the ropes as soon as I drank this drink. Not only did I taste the taste of several Xiaoshu coins as soon as I drank it, how can the wine from the top of the mountain taste like this? Brother Chen,
If one of us follows the other, let's keep it secret. You can give me two more bottles of wine, and I can give them to Master and Drunkard Cao later."
Having said this, the young man said seriously: "Brother Chen, don't worry, I've been known as a scheming person since I was a child. Today, I promise that except for that drunkard Cao, I won't tell anyone about the fact that we are brothers, even if we go home.
Don't even say it. Brother Chen, you have just come to the capital, so you don't know that over there, it's my house and Chi'er Street. A few years ago, we fought many times. I beat the two streets with one hand and was invincible.
Later, some shameless old bastard in Chi'er Street leaked my identity as a monk, so I took the initiative to give up the top spot to someone else. Otherwise, the gang of shrimp soldiers and crabs in Chi'er Street would be a rabble, and we would have to be suppressed by Yichi Lane.
For several years, according to the old rules, I had to keep my tail between my legs every day, and I had to take a detour when meeting."
Chen Pingan twisted his fingers, threw a peanut into his mouth, smiled and shook his head and said: "We know each other, we can't give away two bottles of wine for free."
Zhao Duanming asked tentatively: "Brother Chen, can you settle my debt?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "It's a small business and we don't owe you credit."
There was no rush to go to the inn, which was just a few steps away. He went there early, and Ning Yao hadn't returned yet. He was standing there alone, showing that he had evil intentions. It was clear that he was in a hurry to eat hot tofu. He went there late, and he didn't
Okay, it seems too careless.
"By the way, how old are you this year, Brother Chen? For a swordsman like you who is so young, promising and handsome, it is indeed not surprising that my sister-in-law would like you to be a Taoist companion."
"You're not very old. What state are you in now?"
"I haven't reached the Yupu realm yet."
"Ok, Ok."
"Brother Chen, my sister-in-law is such a good-looking woman and has a high level of attainment. You have to take it easy. There must be so many men who like her openly or secretly that you can't even count them."
"Duan Ming, you are still too young and don't understand some things. Most men don't dare to like a woman like my wife. Even if they admire her, they only dare to keep it secretly in their hearts. Well, there is one who is not afraid of death.
, and then I knocked him unconscious and hung him up from a tree."
"Who is it? You are so brave and fat. Brother Chen, tell me your name. I will help you clean up later."
"What a coincidence, he is now an official in the capital."
"Who is it? Are you a big official? Do you care about hanging out in Chi Lane and Chi'er Street?"
"His name is Zhao Yao. He is not a high-ranking official, but he is the minister of punishment in your capital city. It seems that his house is in your Yichi Lane."
"..."
"Is this scary? They say that the Zhao family is the most generous with horse excrement. Is it a curse word in the officialdom of Dali? Obviously not. It is right to praise people, but I think you are worried."
"Brother Chen, you are just joking. He is just a minister of the Ministry of Justice. I invite him to come. Please come!"
"Hey, Minister Zhao, what a coincidence, I'm just passing by."
The young man quickly turned around, seeing that there was no ghost in the bastard Zhao Shilang. The young man laughed and said: "It would be great if he came. The official is a big one, but such a weak scholar has no power to tie a chicken.
I don’t even need to use any magical magic, I just need to punch and kick him, and let him stand upright wherever I hit him, and then go back sideways..."
Chen Pingan patted the young man's shoulder and suppressed his laughter, "Stop it, Minister Zhao is really here. If you continue talking, he will listen to you. This guy is petty and likes to hold grudges."
The young man nodded vigorously and said, "It's really not good for a big man to hold a grudge. It's not grand."
To be continued...