At the entrance of the alley, there was an inconspicuous carriage parked with old curtains and ordinary horses. There was a short woman in palace clothes chatting with the old monk Liu Gao. The cheerful young man of Tianshui Zhao family was a little reserved for the first time.
The coachman was an acquaintance, and he still stood beside the carriage with his eyes closed and meditative.
Chen Pingan walked slowly without stopping, smiling and holding out three fingers. The old coachman snorted coldly.
The woman in palace clothes stopped chatting with the old monk, and turned her head to look at the woman in a green shirt, with a hosta on her head, a slender figure, and cloth shoes. She seemed to have a leisurely attitude, not like a foreigner.
It's more like strolling on your own property.
The green-robed swordsman struts around the capital, young and energetic, but nothing more than that.
It's just that the young man is not carrying the long sword at the moment. It is said that it was refined from the tip of the immortal sword Taibai. However, during the battle of Zhengyang Mountain Sword Asking, this sword was not seen much in the world, and it was more used to suppress a mountain with swordsmanship.
Most of the time, the long sword was placed in the house. Zhao Yao, the Minister of Punishment of the Song Dynasty, had a good fortune and also received a piece of the Taibai Immortal Sword.
As the man in green shirt continued to approach, she frowned slightly and muttered in her heart, the boy with mud-legged legs in the past was so tall? Wouldn't she be at a disadvantage when the two of them chatted later?
Previously in the Changchun Palace, she had picked up the landscape painting through Qin Tianjian and the broken porcelain of Benming. She only remembered the person in the painting, who had an ethereal air of immortality, a green gauze Taoist robe, a lotus crown, and a hand holding Ganoderma lucidum and white cloud shoes. She really ignored her youth.
A person’s current height.
Liu Gao said goodbye to the Empress Dowager Dali, and retreated into the White Jade Dojo with his disciple Zhao Duanming, taking the initiative to isolate the world and make way for both parties to make way for the alley.
The woman in palace clothes waved to the old coachman, who drove away.
This Empress Dowager of Great Li has a good appearance and a body as thick as gel. Due to her short stature, even among the women from the southern part of the continent, her stature is considered short, so she looks very small and exquisite. However, she has the golden branches and jade leaves of a successful person.
Her appearance and appearance are no more than that of a woman in her thirties.
The woman's surname was Nan and her name was Hairpin. Da Li was a native of Yuzhang County, Tingzhou. Her family was just a local county magistrate. After she entered the palace and became powerful, she did not follow the chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven, but fell into silence.
Her clothes are simple and elegant, and there are no unnecessary decorations. They are just produced by the weaving and dyeing institute under the supervision of the Shaofu Supervisor in the capital, and weave the unique cloud pattern of the weaving and dyeing institute. It is just a wonderful thing. The weaving craftsmanship and the silk material are not fairy goods after all.
There is nothing magical about her, but she wears a bracelet with twelve snow-white beads, which are bright and lovely.
There was no one around, and naturally no one dared to pry into this place without permission. Nanhan, the most powerful woman in Aquarius Continent, turned sideways and gave her a blessing. Her expression was graceful and romantic. She smiled sweetly and said: "
I’ve met Mr. Chen.”
Chen Pingan stopped, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "I have met the Queen Mother."
I took another look at the woman's bracelet and found it was truly priceless, because each bead was a "lingxi bead" recorded in "Shan Hai Zhi".
Forgetting, just rub this bead, and you can understand it clearly. Almost all the immortals in the world will work hard to find this bead. They will welcome the reincarnated old masters back to the mountain and give this bead to help them enlighten their memory.
Let’s remember the world of mortals and spiritual practice in the previous life.
Nan Hao glanced at the place where Qing Shan stopped. It was not far or near, and she could talk to him at eye level without raising her head.
It seems that one has given the other a huge amount of face. As the Queen Mother, Nan Hao is still willing to call her sir, and reciprocates the favor. He is considerate and does not bully her for being small.
Nan Xiao smiled and said: "Mr. Chen, why don't we go to the house and chat slowly?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "The Queen Mother is the master, so naturally guests do as they please."
The two of them walked together in the alley, each approaching the wall and looking ahead. Nan Hairpin sighed with emotion: "Haoran is lucky enough to turn the tide together. Mr. Chen traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and made many achievements. He first killed the hidden ascending demon at the border.
On the sea, he beheaded the Dragon King on the throne and served as the last hidden official in the city as a foreigner. This kind of feat has not been seen in many countries in the world for thousands of years, and I believe it will never happen again in the future. With Mr. Chen in Dali, it is indeed a feat
Fortunately."
Chen Ping'an put his hands on his sleeves and said slowly: "The momentum of the storm is bad, the spirit of the barnyard grass is bad, that's all."
Nanhan was silent for a moment, and when she approached the courtyard door of the house, she suddenly asked: "May I ask, Mr. Wen Sheng, are you meditating in the house right now? Will it disturb Wen Sheng's reading?"
Chen Pingan pushed open the courtyard door, shook his head and said, "Sir, you are not here."
Nan Hao asked again: "Would I have wronged Ning Jianxian by staying at that ordinary inn in the market? Do you need me to arrange accommodation?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The Queen Mother appreciates her kindness, but it's just not necessary."
The two parties settled in a courtyard. Nan Hao smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, do you want to drink wine or tea?"
Chen Pingan put his hands in his sleeves, leaned against the stone table, turned around and said with a smile: "Why don't we talk about business first?"
Nan Hao smiled and said: "I wonder what Mr. Chen wants to talk about when he calls me here this time?"
Chen Pingan reached out his sleeve with one hand and said, "Bring it here."
Nan Hao looked confused, "Mr. Chen, what do you want to ask for?"
Chen Pingan maintained that posture and said with a smile: "It is only natural that the property should be returned to its original owner. Otherwise, we cannot ask for a life from the Queen Mother. That would be too arrogant and rebellious."
Nan Hairpin looked around and asked doubtfully: "Return to the original owner? Dare I ask Mr. Chen, what is half of the Aquarius Continent that does not belong to me, Da Li?"
Chen Pingan put away his hand and said with a smile: "Forget it if you don't give it."
Nan Hao seemed a little surprised by the other party's cheerfulness. She slapped her forehead and said, "I remember, did Mr. Chen mean the fragments of the natal porcelain?"
Chen Ping'an said: "The Queen Mother did not wear her bracelet in vain when she went out this time."
The hairpin raised one hand, revealing a wrist as white as lotus root, "Why don't you give the hairpin to Mr. Chen? Maybe it will come in handy and solve an urgent need."
Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes and remained silent.
Somewhere inside the house, there was a faint roar of dragons on the wall, which was breathtaking.
Senior brother is right, if reasoning is useful, why should you practice swordsmanship?
The woman didn't realize it. She put down her arm and put it gently on the table. The beads touched the stone and rolled away slightly, making a creaking sound. She stared at the side face of the man in green shirt and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen's jade."
The Pure Realm is really unusual. The world doesn't know that Mr. Chen's ultimate aura is unprecedented. It is even better than Cao Ci. They still don't know that Yin Guan's Jade Pure Two Flying Swords are actually equally astonishing. Others think that Mr. Chen's practice is
, Swordsmanship and boxing skills are so unbelievable, but I think Mr. Chen’s hidden clumsiness is the key to a successful career."
Seeing that Chen Pingan was unwilling to speak, she continued on her own: "The broken piece of porcelain must be returned. As Mr. Chen said, it is reasonable and reasonable for the property to return to its original owner. Why don't I give it? It must be given.
It's just when to give it. I don't think there's any need to be too anxious. This piece of broken porcelain has been with me for many years. It's not like I helped Mr. Chen keep it safe and sound. In this case, Mr. Chen, why bother to rush it?
"
Nan Hairpin stretched out his palm and gently brushed the table, "I can promise you on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor that we are willing to devote all the Song family's heritage and Da Li's national power to help Mr. Chen reach the Immortal Realm, Ascension Realm, and Ascension Realm as quickly as possible.
Bottleneck. By that time, Mr. Chen has become the leader of the Immortal Family on Yizhou Mountain, just like Chen Chun'an in Nanbosu Island, Huolong Zhenren in Luzhou in Beiju, and Liu Jubao in Aaizhou.
Broken pieces of porcelain, presented with both hands, as a small congratulatory gift to wish Mr. Chen great success. During this period, the Dali court asked for nothing from Mr. Chen and Luopo Mountain, nothing at all."
Chen Pingan turned his head and asked with a smile: "Is there such a good thing in the world? You don't have to pay for anything, you just lie down and enjoy the blessings every day. I almost mistakenly thought that my surname was Song."
Nan Hao was full of energy, staring at that one with her eyes, and said: "Mr. Chen is joking. I just said that it is a blessing for Da Li to have Mr. Chen. If you don't know how to cherish it, Nan Hao, as the daughter-in-law of the Song family,
I am ashamed of the ancestors of the Song family in the Imperial Ancestral Temple."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "If the Queen Mother has the nerve to offer incense and sacrifice, it would be a bit embarrassing for the sages of the Song Ancestral Temple to not see her."
Nan Han covered her mouth and said with a sweet smile: "Mr. Chen has indeed changed a lot. Compared with being taciturn when he was a teenager, he is now very funny and funny."
Chen Ping'an nodded, "The dead Dragon Lord, half dead and white, has left Li Zhen. He has been with me for many years, young and old, men and women, and everyone feels the same way."
Nan Han patted her chest and said with lingering fear: "Mr. Chen, please don't scare me. A woman is not only short-sighted but has long hair, she is also timid."
Chen Ping'an stretched out a palm towards the door, "Then I won't give it away, otherwise I'll scare the Queen Mother to death and she won't be able to afford the compensation."
Nan Haan stood up, bit her lip, and said with sad eyes: "Then am I really leaving?"
Chen Ping'an stood up with a smile, "Then I'd better send it off to the Queen Mother and show my gratitude to the landlord."
Nan Han sat back down. Before sitting down, she bent her knees slightly, leaned forward, and drooped her hands. Then she gently stroked the arc. The silk satin was as smooth as water. After sitting down, she raised her neck high and smiled charmingly.
: "We are joking with Mr. Chen. We can't just allow Mr. Chen to be humorous and not allow Nan Hao to say angry words, right?"
She said for no reason, "Mr. Chen's craftsmanship is very good. The bamboo sticks, bookcases, and chairs are all of good quality. I learned how to do it when Nan Hairpin was in the shop by the river."
But before Nan Hairao finished speaking, her neck felt slightly cold, and the green shirt was no longer in her field of vision, but there was a scabbard pressed against her neck. She heard Chen Ping'an ask with a smile: "Do the math.
How tall is the Queen Mother after being cut across with a sword?"
The woman in palace clothes shook her head, "Nan Hairpin is just a little golden alchemist. With Mr. Chen's swordsmanship, if he really wants to kill people, there is no need to talk nonsense. There is no need to bluff..."
Sure enough, Chen Pingan twisted his wrist and the long sword flew back to the wall of a wing.
Chen Pingan sat down again.
The woman smiled slightly, saying that she was a minister in the south and an official in the north, that's all.
Just a sudden flash of sword light.
A head of Nan Hairpin flew up on the spot. She stood up suddenly, grabbed the head with both hands, and quickly put it back on her neck. She hurriedly wiped the wound with her palms. She just turned her head slightly, but it hurt so much that she couldn't help but get angry.
To be continued...