Emperors and monarchs don't need to do this at all.

However, Meishanjun, who was a heroic general in the previous dynasty, recognized the young emperor from the bottom of his heart. Meishanjun refused to sit down, so Nalan Yuzhi, who had the same rank as him in the gold and jade genealogy, had no choice but to accompany him.

Suddenly a young Taoist priest appeared, Nalan Yuzhi quietly clasped his fingers and said with a smile: "You are very brave to break into the mansion privately."

I saw the young Taoist priest starting to pretend to be crazy, "Ah? Did Xiaodao go to the wrong door? It doesn't matter. It seems that Xiaodao and this sister are related.

By fate.”

Wearing a fishtail crown, you are a Taoist priest from the Shen Gao Sect.

In Aquarius Continent, no one dares to take the golden rules of Shen Gao Zong so seriously and is willing to pretend to be a Taoist priest of Shen Gao Zong.

Meishan Jun glanced at the Taoist priest and said in his heart: "Your Majesty, this Taoist priest is indeed from Shen Gao Sect, because there is a lantern hanging behind him with the words "Qiu Hao Guan Secret System" written on it. He is the kind of person who is protected by his ancestors.

He looks like he is just a monk in the Dragon Gate Realm, but he is actually a golden elixir earthly immortal, but he must have just formed the elixir a few years ago, and his atmosphere is unstable."

Nalan Yuzhi frowned and said, "How did this guy get in? Why is there no ripple of Qi at all?"

Meishan Jun sneered: "The devil knows."

Huang Cong told them not to be nervous. They were visitors. There were many monks on the mountain who ate delicious food and drank dew. They were celestial beings, but there were also a few who had eccentric temperaments, eccentric arts, and those who liked to play with the world.

few.

"Since we came to the wrong place, Pindao will make the mistake."

The young Taoist priest ran up the steps, stood still, put his hands behind his back, looked down at the chess game with a clear winner and loser, nodded and said: "The white side is a top player."

The Water Goddess put her hand to the center of her eyebrows. Regardless of whether this guy was good at Taoism or not, he was definitely a stinky chess player.

Huang Cong was still calm and composed, and asked with a smile: "I dare to ask, sir, why do you say this? Why do I think black is a sure winner?"

The one who holds the white side is himself.

"Playing chess is the most boring thing in the world. You will lose when you bet on high, but you won't lose when you are good at chess."

The young Taoist priest twisted the white stones in one hand and the black stones in the other, and put them on the chessboard. The crackling sound was crisp and sweet. As he placed the stones on the chessboard, he smiled and said: "On the gambling table, unless you are a cheat, you will be the best player."

, bad luck, even if you meet a young person who has just entered the industry, and the opponent is lucky, for example, if you throw a dice, the master will still lose money sometimes. But in the game of chess, the master will occasionally miss something.

Failed moves and weak moves are always caused by the chess skills not yet being adapted to the situation. Even so, when encountering a strong opponent, one move is missing, the difference is only one and a half stones, and the decision will not be on the chessboard. All the black stones will die and all the white stones will live.

.”

"As for those true chess masters, there is no reason to lose when facing a weak chess player. For example, Xiuhu Cui Chan, Zheng Juzhong, and..."

The young Taoist priest straightened his back and tugged at the collar of his Taoist robe, "It's just a poor Taoist..."

After a slight pause, he continued: "My senior brother."

The Water Goddess sneered: "You can call Master Cui's name casually?"

The young Taoist priest shook his head and said with a smile: "If you don't shout your name, what else can you do?"

"Hey, the trend of this chess game is different from what Pindao expected."

As a result, the three people in the pavilion saw the guy reaching out and completely disrupting the chess game.

"Pindao, take back all those words you said before, haha, take them all back."

Huang Cong couldn't help but laugh and said: "The Taoist Master is a wonderful man. Dare you ask me his name?"

"Shen Gaozong Qiu Hao Guan, Lu Fu, has no Taoist title for the time being, and Qi Tianjun can't even see a poor Taoist."

Nalan Yuzhi covered her mouth and smiled and said: "It makes sense. Director Lu can't see Qi Tianjun for a few times. Of course, Director Lu can't see Qi Tianjun for a few times."

The young Taoist priest said with a smile: "This sister, she speaks so beautifully, her voice is crisp and crisp, like white porcelain soup made of plums in midsummer, and the broken ice clatters when it hits the wall. She is also considerate. She really has a golden voice and jade charm, and a flower of Huixinlan.

Language tweed."

"Hey, looking at my sister's attire, she seems to be exactly the same as Pindao. She is an admirer of Su Zi."

"What a coincidence, Pindao once had the good fortune to travel with Su Zi for several months, singing poems, discussing Taoism and Zen, which was a great pleasure."

Huang Cong coughed several times, but he didn't know how to persuade Director Lu to stop speaking too privately.

Nalan Yuzhi joked: "Hey, does this count as a dog crossing the door curtain with its mouth?"

The young Taoist priest was not annoyed at all, but said something meaningless, "If I had known, I would have asked a certain senior to follow me here, and that would be the right time."

Meishan Jun's face was tense and he said in his heart: "Your Majesty, I can't bear it anymore. Can you issue an expulsion order and drive this guy out?"

"Don't mention it, Pindao is the originator of the order to expel guests in the human world, and he is quite familiar with it..."

Meishan Jun was shocked in his heart. This Taoist priest could actually spy on his own thoughts?

Before Mei Shanjun could remind His Majesty the Emperor and Nalan Yuzhi, the Water Goddess had already turned her head to look at the door and reminded the young emperor in her heart, "Your Majesty, someone is coming to visit, and it is... the Lord Chen Shan of Luo Luo Mountain!"

The young Taoist priest was sneaky and looked like he was about to grease his soles.

But Nalan Yuzhi grabbed her arm and said, "Director Lu, where are you going? According to you, don't miss it if you are passing by."

The young Taoist priest shook his arms, as if he couldn't break free, and patted the back of the Water Goddess's hand gently, with a sincere look in his eyes: "Where did you come from, where are you going back? The mountains are high and the rivers are long. See you tomorrow."

Mei Shanjun simply stopped talking and said bluntly: "Master Lu is a master of Taoism. Since he can hear Mei's inner voice, how can he be a Nascent Soul Immortal?"

The young Taoist priest laughed and said, "Easy to say, easy to say."

Nalan Yuzhi wanted to let go of her hand, but was horrified to find that she couldn't do it, as if she was stuck by a piece of brown candy.

Different from the two residences of Chen Lingjun and Li Huai, the residence here was of course guarded by experts from the Mengliang Kingdom. The young hermit official who had signed up for his name was quickly and respectfully led to the pavilion.

Chen Ping'an glanced at Lu Chen Yinshen.

Lu Chen immediately shook his arm vigorously and freed the Water Goddess's slender hand. He looked shocked and said in a trembling voice: "This handsome young man looks so familiar! Could it be the Lord Chen of Luoluo Mountain, a member of the literary sage lineage?"

A closed-door disciple, the last hidden official of the summer palace, the second shopkeeper of the Sword Qi Great Wall, the poor Taoist's best friend in times of need, Chen Daoyou..."

Chen Ping'an said with a dark face: "Go and cool down!"

"okay."

This out-of-body Yin spirit of Lu Chen jumped up and down, "See you later, I'll be waiting at the Qianqiu Pavilion."

Suddenly there was no trace.

The three people in the pavilion, including the emperor Huang Cong, seemed to be stunned.

Huang Cong came to his senses and hurried out of the pavilion, but was speechless for a moment and looked embarrassed.

It was originally a very simple matter, but Chief Lu disrupted the situation and made the young emperor not even know how to address Chen Ping'an.

"Master Gao is unkind and threatened that if I don't come to see His Majesty, he won't let me go."

Chen Ping'an was the first to speak, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "As for the Qiuhao Guan Lu Fu just now, your Majesty does not need to pay attention to him. He is mentally ill and cannot understand things clearly. He is often confused."

Huang Cong, like a Confucian scholar, bowed and said: "Huang Cong of Mengliang Kingdom, pays homage to Mr. Chen."

Meishan Jun looked solemn, clasped his fists and said solemnly: "Songshan Meiyu, I have met Yin Guan."

The Goddess of Water turned sideways and gathered her crotch, and said with a blessing, "Nalan Yuzhi in the Mansion of the Moon River, I have seen Chen Jianxian."

Walking into the pavilion with the young emperor, Chen Ping'an picked up his green shirt and long gown and sat down gently.

The pavilion couplet with two pillars is a pair of dragon gates.

If you look broadly, you will see that hundreds of years old families in this world are nothing more than accumulating virtue and doing good deeds, and there are gods three feet above their heads.

It should be said that the first good thing in the world is to be determined to study, and the hard work will pay off.

Chen Ping'an smiled and got straight to the point: "I heard that my disciple Pei Qian once talked about Your Majesty, saying that there used to be a nobleman from Tianhuang on the battlefield of Dali Capital, who did not hesitate to die and charged into the battle as a cavalry commander many times.

"

Huang Cong said with a bitter look on his face: "It's true that I'm not afraid of death, and it's true that I almost died."

That battlefield, with or without me, Huang Cong, is really of little use and is dispensable.

But so many Mengliang soldiers who died resolutely and generously died in vain? Absolutely not! But in terms of actual achievements, it seems far from enough.

Anyone who has participated in the battlefield, as long as he has personally experienced those tragic wars, will have to admit one thing. The elite soldiers of the Yamashita Dynasty, facing the monks on the mountain, looked at those who shook the earth and moved the mountains at every turn.

The unparalleled immortal magic can make one feel despair... so much so that after all these years, the young emperor still often sweats profusely and wakes up from his sleep. It is difficult to fall asleep again and he can't sleep at night. There still seems to be a lingering sound in his ears.

With the sound of gold and iron horses.

The young official seemed to have seen through the young emperor's heart, and shook his head and said: "If you want to win that battle, the only way is for both the mountain and the people to be unafraid of death. If the people at the foot of the mountain are not afraid to die, the number of monks on the Aquarius Island mountain will increase several times."

, in the end, not to mention defending the central Dadu front, they will only be reduced to the second place in Tongye Continent, and will be crushed by the wild demon clan, all the way to Beijulu Continent. Aquarius Continent is not missing a Mengliang Kingdom.

There will be no war, but if there is no Mengliang Kingdom in Aquarius Continent, they will lose without any disparity, and maybe now there will be only one Middle-earth Divine Continent left in the vast world."

Meishanjun's eyes sparkled and he couldn't help but say: "Well said!"

Nalan Yuzhi also nodded lightly.

The young Taoist has returned, and the real body of Lu Chen here has collected his out-of-body Yin spirit, lying on the bench, crossing his legs, and swaying.

The pavilion's plaque reads "Qianqiu", and the most surprising thing is that elsewhere in the world, the latter has far more words than the former, but the pavilion in Loushan does the opposite, with a total of two couplets.

words.

One side "dreams" and the other side "wakes up".
To be continued...