Both practicing Taoism and writing require a state of mind and tranquility.
Over the past year, Li Taiping's heart has been very peaceful, because he has always had someone beside him who keeps his heart clean.
He should be grateful to her, her kind of transcendence made his state of mind conform to the way of heaven.
It was not without reason that the dean arranged for Dugu Qingqing to be with Li Taiping. Bai Yunzi didn't want Dugu Qingqing to be his training partner just because of sex.
It is obviously not an accident that the Dugu family has three queens from one family.
This woman's ethereal aura can always infect the people around her, making people resonate with heaven and earth...
The candlelight flickered, and the words jumped out of the yellow paper one by one, flying and circling, outlining the vast starry sky like the sea.
This is a sea of stars that you can reach out and touch. As long as Li Taiping is willing, he can reach for the stars and the moon.
The stars and the moon are so close, it can be seen that the moon palaces are stacked on top of each other, and the glass is shining. The stars alternate between light and dark, repeating the cycle, endlessly...
Observing the wonders of the heaven and earth, the moon palace does not know the cold or heat, and the heaven and earth are long and leisurely. Suddenly, a sweet girl came from the fairy palace, seeming to call Li Taiping.
"Da Lang, Da Lang..."
White clothes, frost, snow and jade pavilion, the fairy voice is faint and lovesick. The woman's face is like a peach blossom, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her skin is like mutton's fat and agar teeth. As she looks around, she is full of amorous feelings, but also appears to be sad and sad...
"Chang'e! This is the Moon Palace, but why did she call me Da Lang..."
"Da Lang, Da Lang, wake up..."
The fairy voice is in my ears, whispering softly, like a hundred claws scratching my heart.
With catkins draped over his shoulders and yellow paper falling from the sky, Li Taiping, who was sleeping at his desk, opened his eyes in a trance.
The small building remains the same, with white clothes and jade hands falling on shoulders.
On a spring night, I took up my pen and traveled to the Moon Palace. It was already a year since I finished writing. A big dream, like a thousand years away.
"Sleep as Dalang says."
Even though Li Taiping's face is as thick as a city wall these days, he still has a face of shame: "Write it, write it, write it in your dream. I feel guilty for causing the fairy to suffer. Please punish me."
"It's good to know, and the punishment will be waived."
As he said that, Dugu Qingqing put away his pen and ink, and suddenly turned around when he went downstairs: "If Da Lang succeeds one day, he will remember to do more for the people, and then forget it and repay the friendship."
It’s hard to say whether it’s true or not when other people say this. But Li Taiping believes what Dugu Qingqing said.
Li Taiping came to the window, looked at the man dressed in white in the corridor downstairs, and said softly: "A gentleman never fails and never forgets his kindness."
The sound was like a mosquito or a fly. Although Bai Yi didn't hear it, he still looked back and smiled...
The candles in the small building were lit again, and Li Taiping, who had been tossing and turning and unable to sleep, got up again. He spread out the yellow paper and wrote the Yin Fu Sutra silently. He wanted to find the way to the Moon Palace, but this time the yellow paper remained the same, and the characters remained unchanged until the moon set and the sun rose.
, a word is still a word.
Early in the morning, a sedan fell in front of Prince Fu's mansion.
Wang Zhong had no sleep last night, and with dark circles under his eyes, he knocked on the door of Prince Fu's Mansion early. He couldn't sleep, so he had to discuss countermeasures with Prince Fu.
Refugees and food and grass are two things that are one and the same thing. He, Wang Zhong, cannot have the best of both worlds, so he can only give up one of them to keep the East from chaos.
When Wang Zhong, who had stayed up all night and had a grimace, saw Prince Fu, he felt unhappy and wrote it all on his face.
King Fu seemed to be sleeping soundly, full of energy and smiling, which made Wang Zhong unhappy.
"How can the prince sit back and relax, and how can he still laugh?"
King Fu saw the angry look on Wang Zhong's face and couldn't help but said hurriedly: "My dear brother, don't worry, I invited the God of Wealth to have a drink with my brother yesterday..."
But Wang Zhong said coldly: "What's the matter now? Your Majesty is still thinking of joking. If we can't get money and food, the constant influx of refugees will bring down you and me, and will bring down the Eastern Capital."
King Fu knew that Wang Zhong did not believe in the God of Wealth, so he turned to Cuihua and said: "Go and invite the God of Wealth, let the county governor see it, so that I, the prince, will not talk nonsense." Wang Zhong looked at Cuihua in confusion and walked away quickly,
He said dubiously: "God of Wealth, where did the God of Wealth come from?"
"Brother Xian will know in a moment, and you also know this person."
Wang Zhong frowned and said, "I know him too..."
When Cuihua arrived at the small building, Li Taiping had just put away his pen and ink.
"My benefactor, the prince is affectionate. By the way, Sheriff Wang Zhong is here."
Li Taiping nodded, put his sword case on his back and said with a smile: "But I haven't seen the county guard for a long time, please lead the way."
King Fu didn't invite Dugu Qingqing, obviously he still couldn't figure out the thoughts of the Dugu family. Since many things were uncertain, he couldn't invite him, so as not to break the window paper and make it difficult for everyone.
When Li Taiping saw Wang Zhong, he felt that the man seemed much older and his temples were turning gray.
"Taiping, I met the head of the family."
Wang Zhong hurriedly returned the greeting and said: "Long time no see, Dalang is even more charming than ever..."
Wang Zhong couldn't say the word "Xi" anymore. This polite sentence was obviously a bit ill-considered.
"Da Lang, this is..."
Wang Zhong changed his words and showed concern.
Li Taiping smiled and said: "Studying is also practice, so the head of the family does not need to worry."
If you don't tell me, don't ask. It would be foolish to ask for details. Of course, half the master of Dongdu will not mess around.
Wang Zhong hurriedly changed the subject and said, "I heard that the God of Wealth has come to the palace. I think he is the Da Lang."
Prince Fu laughed and said, "Dalang is the real God of Wealth."
When Wang Zhong learned that Li Taiping funded King Fu from his own pocket, he knew that he was right to choose King Fu.
The elder man of the Li family has boarded the boat, so it will be difficult for those in Guangling not to get on the boat.
With the Cui Family Tigress of Guangling in the south, Tantai Ziyi of the Five Sword Alliance in the middle, Dongdu in the north, and the Nangong Family, King Fu is now fully fledged and can compete in the world.
Wang Zhong raised his eyebrows with joy, looked at Li Taiping and said with a smile: "Since my nephew has come to Dongdu, he is not in a hurry to leave. I have to give my uncle some face and have some drinks."
King Fu said hurriedly: "Then let's do it tonight, don't delay Taiping's business."
Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Whatever happens to my nephew, if I can use my uncle, it's okay. My uncle will do his best..."
King Fu shook his head and said with a smile: "My dear brother, I am powerless when it comes to peace."
Wang Zhong laughed and said: "There are really not many things in the world that can trouble Wang. Let me tell you."
"If you receive a sword from a sage, a wise brother can do it."
Wang Zhong turned to look at Prince Fu and frowned: "Your Majesty said that Taiping wanted to climb the mountain, but Taiping..."
At the back door of the Sheriff's Mansion, a handsome man in fine clothes poked his head out furtively. After looking around for a while, he walked towards the Taoist priest under the willow tree.
The man looked to be in his forties, with splayed eyebrows, a square mouth, and a single eyelid with more white eyes and fewer black eyes. He held a fly whisk in his left hand on his right arm, and there was an ancient sword with pine patterns behind his back.
"You were found by the rich and powerful gambling house, Lame Seven."
The handsome man looked the Taoist up and down, rolled his eyes and said.
I saw that Taoist, not caring about the contempt of the handsome man, and said coldly: "Five hundred taels, Li Taiping is a dead man. And I have to get the money first."
The handsome man rolled his eyes, covered his chest with the banknote and said, "There is no reason to give money first..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the Taoist priest turning around and leaving.
"Please give me some advice."
The handsome young man was startled, he had a bad temper, and his ability would be great if he thought about it.
"Sir, wait a minute. I can pay a deposit of a hundred taels in advance, and I will definitely give you the full amount after the deal is completed."
The Taoist stopped and stretched out his hand without looking back.
But the young man in Huafu hesitated: "A real person wouldn't sell me, right?" The Taoist did not move, but the banknote in the hand of Mr. Huafu disappeared. When the young man in Huafu raised his head, the Taoist had disappeared, but there was a sound in his ears.
The Taoist sneered.
"If Wang Danren is only this brave, how can he snatch Dugu Qingqing, one of the four beauties in the world?"
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"Only if you are brave enough can you have a chance to steal a beauty, or even to become the head of the family..."
Wang Shanren was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "The master of the house is a piece of shit, I only want beauties."
Dongdu is still bustling after sunset because there is no curfew and no Jinwu guards patrolling the streets.
The city that never sleeps, the golden nest, as long as you have money and enough money, Dongdu City will make you as happy as a god.
As the lanterns begin to light up, the eastern capital city becomes increasingly noisy.
The young master from an aristocratic family, with his folding fan and luminous cup of fine wine, chatting and laughing among the piles of makeup and powder.
The martial artist in the martial arts has his sword in its sheath, a big bowl of wine, and he blows the air from the sky and the earth.
Literary men and women, with a glass of wine filled with sorrow, sigh at the warmth and coldness of the world, but they are also romantic...
The white clothes landed on the stone street, and with a startled glance in the crowd, everyone was drunk, but they also developed heroic courage.
Under the influence of alcohol, those who dared to make the beauty smile ended up in disgrace.
But there are always people who don't give up and think that they are the luckiest.
The young master shook his fan and was slightly tipsy with wine. Amidst the cheers, he stepped down from the restaurant and went straight to the beautiful woman.
A good dog doesn't block the road, and blocking the road is not a good dog. But today, the talented Mr. Liu from Dongdu City has become a dog for a while.
Liu Qingsong, Mr. Liu, is known as the number one talent in the Eastern Capital. Of course, there is no way to verify whether this number one talent is the number one.
However, Liu Qingsong recognized the title of the most talented person in the Eastern Capital.
They think so highly of themselves that they don't even bother to take the college entrance examination. Such people either have real abilities or are arrogant.
"The fairy stayed behind, and the little boy Liu Qingsong saw the fairy and wanted to give him a poem for no reason."
Liu Qingsong was so drunk that he didn't seem to see Dugu Qingqing frowning or Qingshan grinning evilly. He held the wine bottle, took a big sip, and started chanting in a formal voice.
When the lights are dim, I see white clothes, holding a pot of wine to wake up from a drunken state. Under the moon, I miss my lovesickness among the flowers, and there is a red thread of fate.
Dugu Qingqing shook her head and did not look at Liu Qingsong, who was flourishing in poetry. Instead, she looked at Li Taiping and said, "You, should you go or not."
"Go, of course."
Just as Li Taiping was about to take a step, he saw Liu Qingsong frowning at Li Taiping, burping from wine, and sneered: "Who are you? Why are you pestering the fairy? How can you be so shameless?"
Li Taiping was a little confused. What did this mean? If you can't win the fairy's heart, you can't make me happy.
Just when Li Taiping was about to have an attack, Liu Qingsong said to himself: "Who am I? It turns out to be the hero Li who killed the great monk outside Changchun Pavilion."
Li Taiping tilted his head and looked at Liu Qingsong, and couldn't help but thought. This is coming for Hero Li, otherwise why would he reveal his identity at once?
"Dr. Li has been in the world for so long. He has not gained any fame, but he has lost all his martial arts skills. I don't know what kind of face Da Xia Li still has to accompany the fairy. Could it be said that being thick-skinned means that he is shameless..."
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