The procession of Sword Immortals on the Royal Road, passing through the Thousand-Step Corridor, is really like the majestic flow of hundreds of rivers in the world.
Jian Xiu, who was walking beside Xiao Mo and Xie Gou, liked to tease Chai Wu. Either Mi Yu advised her not to be nervous, or Jiang Shangzhen asked her if she drank before going out. Chai Wu was really nervous, he would have drank before he had known.
Just a few drinks.
Ning Yao squinted his head and glanced at the sun in the sky.
As a rule, when His Majesty the Emperor attends a court meeting, he will first rest for a while in the main hall behind it, which is commonly known as the Jinluan Hall by the common people.
But today Emperor Song He was waiting early in front of the gate that marked the boundary between the palace city and the imperial city. He wanted to break the court's routine and walk into the hall together with the new imperial preceptor.
It is said that the streets are deserted, but there are also lazy people who are used to getting up late. They are awakened by the loud shouts. They turn over, roll up the sheets to cover their heads, mutter and curse a few words. There are also those who deliberately close the door.
In the residence, there may be scholars who are studying history in private, without drinking a glass of wine, and are not energetic when writing. Or there may be white-bodied scholars who are always dissatisfied with the imperial court.
, Out of sight, out of mind, no matter who he is as the national preceptor, he is just an official who eats the royal food. There are also some people from other countries with special status, gathered together in twos and threes, relatively silent, these hidden lines are all
We are preparing to withdraw from the capital city. The closing of the Dali Criminal Department is a foregone conclusion, maybe today, or the day after tomorrow at the latest?
Many monks from other continents who happened to travel here would not consider Aquarius Continent when they traveled in the past, let alone their first choice. They know the weight of that "roll call" better than the people of Dali Capital City. Because
They know that in the Old Almanac, apart from the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, it is enough for a continent to have two ascendants at the same time, such as Liu Sui and Yang Qiangu of Fuyao Continent.
Look sideways, in addition to what Huolong Zhenren is to Beiju Luzhou, Liu Jubao to Aaicaizhou, Qinggong Taibao Jinghao to Liuxiazhou, and Du Mao to Tongyezhou, which old master is not the mainstay of Yizhou Mountains and Rivers? Look at Bao again
Pingzhou, a big Lijing city, how many fourteen realms, how many ascensions? What's more, the immortal of the Sword Qi Great Wall, Yu Pu, can have the same weight as Haoran Tianxia?
It’s no wonder that Liu Shang said that as long as he was not a rebel who built the Confucian Temple, he and Tianyao Township
Liu Hui got the "Nothing" card, concealed his body, suppressed his aura, and patrolled every private house in the neighborhoods of the capital. It didn't matter what your family background was or what the name of your mansion was. The path was very wild and there were no taboos. He thought about it briefly and came up with something.
The Yang God travels to the Yin God, heading to the land of Gyeonggi.
In the busy thoroughfare, an old man who came from afar looked at the almost motionless flow of people on the street, which was still far away from the royal road. He learned about this celebration from a special newspaper sent by the imperial court to the gods of mountains and rivers.
After hearing the news, the old man immediately rushed to the capital. But he didn't ask anything from Luopo Mountain. If the new Imperial Master is Chen Ping'an, that's fine. If not, what's going on?
The old man is Song Yushao, who has long since retired from the world. His grandson Song Fengshan and granddaughter-in-law Liu Qian also followed his grandfather to Beijing. Liu Qian's earliest appearance was that of one of the four evil spirits of Shushui Kingdom, but in fact she was a great spy.
She was born as a son, and due to fate, she is now the mountain goddess of Jingling Mountain in Shushui Kingdom.
It's just that they didn't expect that today's Lijing City would be so crowded, with huge crowds of people. The so-called clothes in the clothes and sweating like rain in the book always felt like an exaggeration after reading about it before, but today they really saw it.
Liu Qian really didn't want the old man to make this trip in vain. Even though she knew it was unlikely, she still said bravely: "Grandpa, I have some connections with several officials from the Ministry of Punishment. Let's see if you can help us find another place?"
It would be fine if someone else were to serve as the Grand Master of Da Li. He would only be able to listen to the excitement, but it would not be a lively event. Having said that, if it were really him, even if we couldn’t see him today, we would see him at a certain dinner table in the future? The old man was open-minded and smiled.
Waving his hand, "No need to."
Liu Qian still hesitated, Song Fengshan held her hand, smiled and shook his head, it was really not necessary, just listen to grandpa.
At this moment, an unspectacular man walked through the crowd without showing a trace and asked in his heart: "But Liu Qian, the God of Jingling Mountain?"
Liu Qian nodded.
He first handed Liu Qian a first-class peace card from the Ministry of Punishment, and then reported his surname and identity in his heart. Liu Qian remained silent, but she was shocked in her heart. She was actually a first-class minister from Da Li? She asked softly: "I don't know, Zhao
Why do you want to worship me?"
She left the Mountain God Temple this time after going through various checks and inspections. Finally, she was able to hold a talisman and jade certificate specially made by the Dali Ministry of Rites and issued by the Zhongyue Inspection Department, with the seal "wading" inscribed on it. There was no other way, so the Water God crossed the border to climb the mountain.
, the mountain god waded into the water, the procedures were so complicated, and you had to follow the rules. The Zhao worshiper had a very good attitude, and said with a gentle look: "If Mr. Song is willing to climb high, I can take you to the top of the imperial city.
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Song Fengshan was very surprised. It seemed that his grandfather still had face. For ordinary people, let alone the imperial city, climbing to the outer city was just a dream, right?
Song Yushao was a little hesitant. Could it be that Chen Ping'an learned about his whereabouts from somewhere and specifically asked the court to make an exception?
Old people are always afraid of embarrassing others.
Just like Jingling Mountain received a relatively rare first grade in the last landscape evaluation, the review was excellent. Although the old man was happy, he could not help but murmur a little. In the end, he still couldn't bear to ask about it, and he didn't even want to talk to his grandson Song Fengshan.
Is it really not because of Chen Ping'an that they were making insinuations? In the end, Liu Qian and Song Fengshan discovered that the old man was worried and took the initiative to mention it. It was really not the case. The old man felt relieved. Of course, he also told them that one family does not speak the same language.
I spoke from the bottom of my heart. At that time, the old man drank a little wine and was slightly tipsy, and said that if you really encounter difficulties in the future, I, a grandfather, will show my face and speak to Chen Pingan. In addition, grandpa still hopes that you will
The relationship between you and Chen Ping'an is as light as water between gentlemen. You don't have to ask him for help for the rest of your life. You are just friends...
That Zhao worshiper was actually not only the first-class worshiper of the Ministry of Justice, but also a royal servant of the Song family in Da Li. However, there was no need to reveal this identity. He smiled and said: "Mr. Song, there is no need to worry. I invite you to the top of the city.
It was His Majesty's wish. Not only did he circle it himself, but he also made an additional inscription on it. Your Majesty also asked me to send a message to the old gentleman. I am really busy with business today and the reception is not good. I hope you will understand."
Song Yushao just held fists with Zhao Gongfeng, and the old man didn't say anything polite or polite. Zhao Gongfeng smiled and nodded in greeting.
Liu Qian and Song Fengshan looked at each other. It was a great surprise to be able to climb to the top of the city to watch the celebration. It was even more unimaginable that His Majesty treated them so favorably.
Because Zhao Gongfeng is a member of the royal family, he knows some more inside stories. For example, His Majesty the Emperor not only knows the name "Song Yushao", but he also feels grateful to this old man from Shushui Kingdom.
Because the new national preceptor, the young ranger of the past, once publicly said something to the old man during the confrontation on the battlefield.
It is precisely because of that sentence that it greatly influenced the decision-making direction of His Majesty the Emperor.
After climbing to the top of the city and walking for a while, where Zhao Gongfeng stopped, there was already a table with several plates of fresh fruits and Beijing pastries to eat. It has nothing to do with luxury, but what is the meaning of this place? Even if Song Yushao is just a
People in the world also have a lot of experience.
Song Yushao cupped his fists and said, "Zhao Gongfeng just goes about his business, we will never move around without permission."
Zhao Gongfeng was not polite and nodded. He indeed still had many matters to keep an eye on personally. He cupped his fists and said with a smile: "I'm neglecting Mr. Song."
Song Yushao stood at the top of the city, looking at the imperial road. The old man thought of many old things, and the last thing he remembered happened to be that sentence.
"Dali Chen Ping'an is here!"
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The second largest Xianjia Inn in the capital is located in Chongdefang in the inner city. Most of the people who buy residences here are middle-level officials in Dali or wealthy people with considerable financial resources. The inn is actually Dong Shuijing's property, and the people behind the scenes are
The real owner. There is a high-rise building built in the inn that is equipped with formations and conceals the public. It is about the same height as the family libraries of several wealthy families in the capital. It is said that the capital of Great Li has not allowed private construction of high-rise buildings for many years.
If you say that big money was brought in your previous life, Dong Shuijing must have done a lot of good things in his previous life.
Liu Xianyang and Gu Can, who came from Fuyaozhou, met here. They are both from the same hometown, and Dong Bancheng was always embarrassed to accept their money.
In fact, Dong Shuijing, who was in the capital, did receive them in person yesterday, arranged the best room, and went to restaurants and temple fairs. Dong Shuijing accompanied them all the way. But Liu Xianyang was surprised to find that no one in the inn recognized Dong at all.
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Well, Liu Xianyang doesn't feel sorry for the wealthy Dong Bancheng who spent a lot of money unjustly. He just feels sorry for it. If everyone recognizes Dong Shuijing, he can't walk sideways in the inn. It's like having a line of words engraved on his forehead: Your shopkeeper and I are close friends.
!
Gu Can said that this is where Dong Shuijing is smarter. Liu Xianyang didn't bother to ask why he was smart or what he meant by being smarter.
At this time, Liu Xianyang held the back of his head with both hands, sat on the railing, and looked at the scene of the royal road from a distance.
Gu Can put his hands in his sleeves and stood quietly aside, not as informal as Liu Dajianxian.
Those who can appear in the corridor of this high-rise building are destined not to be ordinary rich and powerful, or else they are well-known on Aquarius Island Mountain.
They all looked at Liu Xianyang with suspicion. Regardless of whether they recognized him or not, no one said anything, let alone started a conversation.
Gu Can recognized the identities of most of the people, such as Helian Baozhu from the Invincible Divine Fist Gang. Next to her was a noble young man named Yushu Linfeng, a gang leader of a Jianghu sect with a mysterious life experience. It was said that he was as rich as anyone in the country. There were rumors that he was related to
The eldest prince Da Li is a confidant. There is also the unshaven man, who is a high-sword talisman of the Shen Gao Sect. He looks sluggish and carefree. This man and He Xiaoliang were once recognized as the golden boys and girls of Aquarius Continent, but it is a pity that fate has played a trick on people.
, fate or fate. A descendant of the Fu family in Laolongcheng was chatting with an old master of the Jiang family in Yunlin about his experience in a certain elementary school book.
Liu Xianyang tapped his heel lightly on the railing and said, "Look at how arrogant he is, it makes me so sad."
Gu Can said calmly: "The hot summer weather is like walking on thin ice. Why are you so sore?"
Liu Xianyang curled his lips, "If you push it forward thirty years, who would have thought. If we add the copper coins in the three pockets together, can it?"
Gu Can said slowly: "There are three levels of poverty, rich and poor, old and new, and poor. In fact, you have never been truly poor in your life, unlike us."
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "I just feel that I will have money to spend tomorrow and I will definitely not be hungry, so I am not afraid."
Gu Can repeated the same sentence, "You are different from us."
Liu Xianyang laughed angrily and said: "You have a lot of eyes, and he has a heavy heart. I call it "eyes are not poor, but heart is not poor." You two are obsessed with money and can't learn from it."
Gu Can laughed and said: "People who make no sense often seem to make the most sense when they talk about sense."
Liu Xianyang said: "You make sense now."
When he was a child, Gu Can's eyes saw that the world was full of bad people. On the other hand, Liu Xianyang's eyes seemed to be full of trivial matters.
As for what Chen Pingan saw and thought, it was probably an old saying that life is impermanent.
Not far away, there was a young man with gentle eyebrows who sneered, stretched out his hand to hold the railing, and said softly: "The imperial court is so complicated to schedule, from the six central departments to the local county government, how much manpower, material and financial resources have been used overtly and covertly, it's really not true
Is it wasting money and wasting the national treasury? As for that? Is it really necessary?"
The old master on the side shook his head and twisted his beard and said: "There are two account books, one is false and the other is real. You only talk about the real paper account books. There is some truth in the truth, but it is biased."
Liu Xianyang raised his chin with the tips of his ears, and Gu Can listened but turned a blind eye.
The young man still insisted on his opinion, "The court must be respectful and at the same time shock the younger generation. Sir, I understand the truth."
The old master smiled and said, "Whether it makes sense or not, outsiders' opinions are always more reasonable. Whether it makes sense or not, you have to count it yourself."
The young man curled his lips and said, "It doesn't matter anyway, I'm just complaining. The military affairs of the imperial court are always decided by those in power. Hey, sir, it seems that even if you say it before you resign, it will be settled."
The old man laughed dumbly and didn't say anything in reply.
Scholars are used to seeing words in black and white, and they tend to view the world in either black or white.
He himself has also come through step by step since he was young and vigorous. He also looked around, how many people did he look up to?
Liu Xianyang asked from the bottom of his heart: "Slug, tell me, which girl speaks so harshly?"
Gu Can said: "Her surname is Xu."
Liu Xianyang said: "It's nonsense. If you say it, you won't say it. There are so many people with the surname Xu in the world. There are many dignitaries named Xu in Dali..."
Gu Can twitched the corners of his lips and said, "Sword Immortal Liu Da, please take your time and guess."
Liu Xianyang asked curiously: "Where is that old gentleman? What is his identity? Doesn't he look like the little girl's elder, Mr. Xixi, a family aide?"
Gu Can said: "I'm guessing too."
Liu Xianyang asked doubtfully: "You don't even know?"
Gu Can sneered: "How many years have I left Aquarius Continent? How many years have you stayed in Aquarius Continent?"
Liu Xianyang turned around, jumped off the railing, and walked straight to the old man and the young man.
Gu Can was a little surprised. Could it be that Liu Xianyang actually knew the identity of the girl? Her surname was Xu, which was really special. In fact, her family was one of the surnames of the Shangzhu Kingdom in the Dali Dynasty, Yuan! She also had an older brother, so naturally he wanted to
Following her father's surname, otherwise it would be too shocking. Her name is Xu Mi, and she is Yuan
The head of the family is the favorite of Yuan Chong, now the head of the Dali Metropolitan Procuratorate. It is rumored that this unsmiling and powerful Shangzhuguo returned home and only smiled when he was around Xu Mi. When Xu Mi was a child, he sat with Yuan Chong.
On Chong's lap, the old man was reading and the children were playing with their beards, but Yuan Chong was never angry.
The Xu of Xu Mi is of course the Xu of Qingfeng City.
The Xu family has been running the Fox Kingdom for many years, secretly collecting all kinds of luck. The Xu family of the Immortal Family married the concubine of the Yuan family of Dali. Even so, the outside world still felt that Qingfeng City was on the higher side. The young couple soon had a son and a son.
The girl is Xu Mi. Rumor has it that some officials in the capital who are proficient in fortune telling say that Xu Mi will be extremely valuable in the future.
However, Xu Mi didn't recognize Liu Xianyang, which made Gu Can a little strange. But after thinking about it carefully, it was unexpected and reasonable. The family scandal should not be made public. In the sword-fighting Zhengyang Mountain, Liu Xianyang made the head of the Xu family suffer.
After suffering enough, he fell from the Jade Pu realm to Nascent Soul.
Furthermore, the Yuan family of Shangzhu Kingdom and the Xu family of Qingfeng City are both top-notch nobles and first-class immortal families who want to face shame. They probably don’t want their younger generations to know too many details. What’s more, the previous head of the Longquan Sword Sect, Ruan
Qiong is still the chief worshiper of the Dali Dynasty.
For example, Peixiang, the leader of the Fox Kingdom at that time, was among the people watching the ceremony. Do you think the Xu family from Qingfeng City dared to go to Luopo Mountain to ask for an explanation?
Liu Xianyang bowed and said: "I am a Confucian scholar from Chen's Academy in Nanbosu Island, my surname is Liu. I have met Mr. Yulu."
The old man named "Yulu" was quite surprised. After bowing in return, he asked with a smile: "Does this immortal master recognize me?"
Liu Xianyang grinned and said: "Mr. Yulu's six works and a collection of essays have been read carefully several times by the juniors, and they have gained insights from each time."
The old man looked kind and asked with a smile: "May I ask Mr. Liu how he felt when he read a book for the first time?"
Liu Xianyang said openly: "It made me sleepy and dizzy. It was like meeting an old scholar in a school who talks to himself and doesn't care whether the young man understands it or not. Just flipping through the book and feeling like writing. The person who wrote the book must be an upright and upright person. I can even imagine that when he wrote the book, he must have been sitting upright and serious-faced. He wanted to preach for the ancients, so I can’t hide it. When I read it for the first time, I was annoyed not only by the content in the book, but also by the person who wrote it."
"Youngster" Xu Mi thought this man's words were quite interesting, which he liked.
The old man nodded and said with a smile: "How do you feel about it the second time?"
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "I've read a little bit into it. It's really good because it's well written, but I still don't like it."
Xu Mi worked hard to keep her face from laughing out loud. She wanted to give this person a thumbs up.
A few days ago, she had been following the old master in the mountains, collating ancient books, and she was miserable.
The old man asked curiously: "Generally speaking, reading is just three ways of improving one's self-cultivation, making art in the examination room, and entertaining oneself. My old works don't seem to have anything to do with it. Why should Mr. Liu embarrass himself?"
Liu Xianyang said: "There is no way around it."
Xu Mi suddenly widened his eyes, as if this was an incredible answer.
The old man was silent for a moment and asked, "What's the explanation?"
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "Although I traveled far away to study in Nanbosu Island, I was still born in Dali."
The old man nodded.
He has lived in the mountains for many years and has only come to the capital a handful of times. He has never interfered with government affairs. When he comes to the capital, he only catches up with his two or three close friends. However, these old friends gradually left one by one, such as those from the Ministry of Personnel. Mr. Guan, and Mr. Shen Shen from the Ministry of War.
A hundred years ago, the Dali Song family, one of the Lushi clans, suffered from internal and external troubles. From the emperor to the officials, they had no ambitions to expand their territory and did not dare to do so. But at this time, a man who was both a scholar and an official appeared in the court. A conscientious scholar claims that what he has learned is a trivial matter, but it is of great use.
He abruptly developed an unknown knowledge into a prominent school of the Dali Dynasty, and is known as the master of the old frontier theory and the founder of the new frontier theory.
In the past hundred years of officialdom in Dali, there have been two times when the enthusiasm for frontier knowledge has soared, so much so that officials who do not talk about frontiers are ignorant of current affairs. If they talk about frontier affairs, they will naturally not be able to bypass this most discerning Mr. Foolish House.
The old man smiled and said: "Mr. Liu, please forgive me for being ignorant, but may I ask where you are employed now?"
Liu Xianyang said: "The old master is so focused on studying behind closed doors that he is indeed a bit ignorant."
The old man laughed endlessly, cupped his fists and said, "Ashamed."
Xu Mi couldn't help but laugh. She finally got her wish. She gave this guy a thumbs up. The guy named Liu is a hero!
Liu Xianyang said: "I have a friend who reads Mr.'s books more carefully and has more understanding than me."
The old man said curiously: "I would like to hear the details."
Liu Xianyang said: "He said that a hundred years ago, when Da Li was in danger of national subjugation at any time, he could emerge from the foggy world as a unique scholar and devote himself to inventing frontier theory. His academic ability and vision were naturally extremely high.
Okay. But what he admires the most is not just this. He said that it is hard for him to imagine how much enthusiasm a person needs to have for a country that is at its weakest in order to be able to write down those who are willing and dare to give the most to the country.
Words of hope.”
The old man was silent.
Xu Mi was stunned.
Gu Can turned to look at Liu Xianyang.
The old man's thoughts were wandering. He remembered that a long time ago, someone invited him to have a talk. The other party told him that there were two ways to go. It was for reference only. Which one to choose depends on his own interests.
Either in the court, the future leader of the Qing Dynasty changes to the lonely minister who is the king's confidant, and a good posthumous title is easily available, but if it goes on further, the reputation may not be good after death. Or in the study, he studies hard and studies alone, and cannot get around it.
His outstanding knowledge will be passed down to future generations and lay the foundation for Aquarius Continent.
The young official, who was still in his thirties at the time, chose the latter without hesitation while placing his pieces on the chessboard.
But at that time, he was also very strange, why was it Aquarius Continent and not the Great Li Dynasty?
However, until this moment, the old man was still puzzled. Why did Xiuhu Cui Chan say these words to the scholar in front of him who clearly belonged to the Yasheng lineage? It seemed that it was not in line with Xiuhu's character?
In my impression, Cui Guoshi would indeed find someone to talk to from time to time, but who dares to say who Cui Han was talking to?
As for the scholar surnamed Liu in front of him, he claimed to be friends with Cui Chan... Since he dared to say to his face that he did not recognize him, he was indeed ignorant, so the old man did not think there was anything wrong. Instead, he thought that this is what a real scholar should be.
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At the gate of the Imperial Prefect's Mansion, Rong Yu looked at the fellow Imperial Preceptor named Dong Shuijing. She was a little confused. She had made it clear that she would lead him in without any overstep. Why did Dong Shuijing still insist on waiting for Lin Shouyi?
Going out? This young God of Wealth wouldn’t want to chat at the door for a few words and then go back home, right? Could it be that the intelligence was wrong? In fact, Dong Shuijing has a normal relationship with the Imperial Preceptor. Is there any unknown secret?
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Lin Shou walked out of the door with a book in his hands and said: "As expected of Dong Bancheng, he is so impressive. Do you want to set off a firecracker to welcome you?"
Dong Shuijing smiled and said: "Not as arrogant as Lin Yupu, he can prepare for the exam in the Imperial Prefect's Office. It's unreasonable not to get the top prize."
Lin Shouyi and Rong Yu said, "Miss Rong, don't worry about us. Just leave this useless... guest to me."
Rong Yu smiled and said goodbye.
Dong Shuijing asked: "Can I sit on the steps here?"
Lin Shou laughed angrily and said, "What's wrong!"
Dong Shuijing said: "When Qian enters the Quan family, he will be much shorter. I am looking for you, not Chen Ping'an. If I really want to talk to him about something, I won't come here."
Lin Shouyi sat on the doorstep with Dong Shuijing and said, "If you fart, hurry up."
Dong Shuijing said: "I will go to other continents to discuss business in the near future. If you become an official in the future, if you are a Beijing official, I will not come to you. If you are a local official, let me know in advance which state and county you will go to.
, I can help you a little bit."
Lin Shouyi frowned and said: "Good guy, you openly bribed me at the gate of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion? What do you mean? Please explain clearly."
Who among the officials in the history books and local governments didn't have a few money bags for making money? But he didn't think of Dong Shuijing as the kind of person who "makes money through officialdom, and officialdom depends on money for promotion".
Dong Shuijing said: "There is too much money and no place to spend it. Over the years, I have always wanted to do something good without seeking fame. I trust you. If you can be a good official, you can spend every copper coin wisely."
Lin Shouyi said: "Let's talk about it later."
Dong Shuijing stood up and said, "That's it anyway. After we finish talking, I'll make my money and you read your book."
Lin Shouyi stood up and said, "You really don't want to go in and take a look?"
Dong Shuijing shook his head, "There will be opportunities in the future."
Lin Shouyi hesitated for a moment and said in his heart: "In fact, the plan has already started."
Dong Shuijing smiled and said: "It is indeed Chen Ping'an's consistent style. You can't settle accounts with him."
Lin Shou waved his hand and picked up the book, "I won't give it away."
Dong Shuijing smiled and turned around to leave.
As a result, he received a "book knife" on the back of his head. Dong Shuijing turned around and looked, are you sick?
Lin Shouyi felt refreshed and cursed "coward" without giving Dong Shuijing a chance to talk back or fight back, and walked back to the Imperial Master's Mansion in a swaggering manner.
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On the other side of the mountain road in Luopo Mountain in Chuzhou, a group of unfamiliar visitors came. When they approached the mountain gate archway, Xianwei immediately stood up from his small bamboo chair to greet them and bowed his head.
They each returned the gift, and Nie Cui'e had removed the two layers of blindness. After all, when visiting Luo Luo Mountain, guests must behave like guests. She took the lead in announcing her family name, "I am the genealogy monk of Qinggong Mountain in Liuxiazhou. My name is Nie Cui'e, and my Taoist name is Man."
Po. The master's name is Qinggong Taibao, and he is the contemporary mountain lord."
Hua Qinggong followed immediately, but the content was relatively brief, "My name is Hua Qinggong, and my ancestral home is Guozhou."
Tian Xianze said that he came from the Princess Fanzhi Temple of the Dragon King Hall in Ruicheng and was a swordsman.
Yan Houdao finally spoke and said with a smile: "Tian Xian and I are Taoist couples."
Xianwei was famous for not listening to what was happening outside the window and only reading serious books. At the moment, he felt a little ashamed of himself. He was really ignorant. He had only heard of Qinggong Mountain, and it was also due to Chen Lingjun's idle talk here.
, it is often said that he is a drinking buddy with a master on Liuxiazhou Mountain. The old immortal is a long-time Ascended Daoist, and his dojo is called Qinggongshan. His arrogance is very high in Liuxiazhou!
Because Tian Xian claimed to be a swordsman and Hua Qinggong also carried a sword, the Xianwei misunderstood that they were sword immortals from other continents who came here for fame and wanted to learn swordsmanship with someone, so he had to explain: "Fellow immortal masters, now we are in dire straits.
The mountain is still closed, so we won’t accept guests, sorry.”
Nie Cui'e glanced at Hua Qinggong and the others. You are all members of Luopo Mountain. What else are you hiding? If they are treated as outsiders and blocked outside the mountain gate, they don't care. They can still use it as a bargaining chip. The problem is that only
She, an outsider, had the fate of being a teacher.
Tian Xian smiled and said: "Master Taoist, Yan Houdao and I have just become guest ministers of Qingping Sword Sect, and Hua Qinggong is a registered worshiper of your Longxiang Sword Sect. We are not outsiders."
The Xianwei was stunned, but he did not doubt their identity. No matter how courageous Shanze Yexiu was, he would not dare to go to the mountain gate and pretend to be a guest to worship. But how come the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect belongs to our Luopo Mountain?
Nie Cui'e was quite impatient, and because of some strange mistake, she couldn't help but ask: "Taoist Priest, may I ask Patriarch Jingqing whether he is cultivating in the mountains at this moment?"
The young Taoist priest who was the gatekeeper seemed a little confused by her question. He pointed to the Diaoyu Mountain on the right and muttered, "Jingqing... the founder just came down the mountain and went to the Diaoyu Mountain next door."
Ying Yufeng. I would like to ask, what is the purpose of fellow Taoist Manpo looking for him?"
Nie Cui'e, who regretted the question as soon as she asked, had to quickly make up an excuse that she thought was the most reliable, and made up for the scene on the mountain by saying, "I have heard about the famous name for a long time, and I admire Patriarch Jingqing very much."
Xianwei was a little doubtful at first. When he heard for the first time how much someone admired Chen Lingjun, Xianwei became very angry. You guys, you pretend to be very similar. You are either a beautiful fairy who has conquered the country or you are a gassy person.
The swordsman who came out of the world is really willing to put down his capital! Why, he is crazy about money, so he just does this fairy dance, and jumps to Pindao's head? I didn't know that Pindao happened to come from the world?!
A white-haired boy threw down his sleeves and rushed down the mountain. He first spoke to Xianwei in his heart, "I will help them lead the way and let Zheng Dafeng be responsible for entertaining the guests. There will be no mistakes in keeping it."
While chatting all the way, the white-haired boy claimed to be the genealogist of Luoluo Mountain. He had worked as a handyman disciple and was a native of Aquarius Continent. He was a diligent practitioner, but his qualifications were a bit lacking. Don't let it be because of his low level.
We have underestimated the top of the mountain. There are so many strange people and strangers on our mountain... The so-called chatting is actually just the white-haired boy chattering there.
Fang Cai Cai Qinggong was inexplicably moved and thought about it. He looked back at the young Taoist priest with a wooden hairpin on his head. He had already sat back on the bamboo chair and started reading.
There are some gossips on the mountain, but they are often kept secret. For example, the relationship between Chen Jianxian and Daomen has never been good because of the incident in Lizhu Cave. It is said that Chen Pingan traveled several times and passed by Wenwu Temple, Chenghuang Temple, and the temple of the mountain and water god.
, Buddhist temples will be worshiped, but Taoist temples are almost never set foot in?
So why is he, the face of Luopo Mountain, a Taoist priest?
Xianwei seemed to be aware of the sight there, he raised his head and smiled warmly.
Hua Qinggong nodded. Xian Wei felt guilty. At least the book he was holding was a serious book.
The white-haired boy who looked crazy smiled. No wonder Wu Shuangjiang said that strange saying that seemed off-topic last time in the mountains.
"The Taoist priest at the foot of the mountain shows signs of ascending to the altar."
The white-haired boy is still generous. No matter if the sky falls accidentally or the altar is raised unintentionally, the Yinguan Ancestor will be there to carry it.
He did a trick like a white snake shaking its scales, and the white-haired boy shook his arm. We have small arms and thin legs, so we don't want to be a hindrance or a hindrance. We just want to cheer for the Yinguan Ancestor.
Tian Xian was always outspoken and said to the Taoist monk from his heart: "Although it is a bit unkind to say this, I always feel that this music composer seems to be a little abnormal in his mind, and his words and deeds are very strange, don't you think?"
Yan Houdao smiled and explained, "Since ancient times, strange people have been paired with strange things, and strangers have always been weird. We just don't get weird."
Tian Xian thought for a moment and said, "That's right."
When they arrived at the Yingyu Peak martial arts arena, Nie Cui'e and the others saw the boys and girls practicing walking and boxing, and then they saw a group of people sitting on the bamboo chairs and benches under the eaves of the thatched house, some with their legs crossed, and some holding toothpicks in their mouths.
Some of them had empty eyes, especially a boy in green, who was standing alone, rubbing the shoulders and back of a slovenly man. He put his elbows on his shoulders and asked Brother Dafeng how he was doing. It was light.
It's serious and I need to let you know...
Nie Cui'e's attention was naturally on the boy in green clothes. Looking at his clothes and the color of his robe, could it be that the boy who served under Patriarch Jingqing...?!
The white-haired boy put his hands on his hips and shouted towards the eaves: "This Taoist friend Manpo, Sister Nie, wants to meet Patriarch Jingqing. The others are all genuine family members, guests appointed by our mountain master.
You must not neglect your worship. Where is Patriarch Jingqing?!"
People on the other side suddenly looked at each other, and then they saw the kid in green, laughing so hard that tears were about to burst out of his eyes.
Chen Lingjun was slapped on the head by Zheng Dafeng, "When distinguished guests come to the door, they should be named by name, which is a bit formal!"
When Zheng Dafeng saw Nie Cui'e, he couldn't move his eyes away. The bamboo chair felt like it was burning his buttocks. He stood up quickly, moistened his throat, and was about to speak when he found that Chen Lingjun, who had been slapped, was still laughing stupidly.
Zheng Dafeng was so anxious that he knocked down a chestnut and hit Chen Lingjun so hard that he held his head. Zheng Dafeng lowered his voice and said, "I have an intuition. Whether we can have a wedding or not depends entirely on whether you are willing to lend a hand this time, brother!"
Chen Lingjun immediately straightened his back and put away his laughter. After all, he was about to take the millet grains down the mountain for a trip, so he came here to ask for advice from the well-informed Zheng Dafeng. As for Grandmaster Wen and Zhong Yiyi
Experience in the arena is better than nothing.
For some reason, Nie Cui'e suddenly felt a shudder.
She never imagined that the "boy in blue" in front of her was the Patriarch Jingqing whom Master asked her to be careful and "visit".
She couldn't imagine how high the realm and how deep the Taoist power was to be able to laugh and curse like this, play in the world of mortals, all in line with nature, and there is nothing outside the heart?
Chen Lingjun asked the white-haired boy from the bottom of his heart what the origin of this group of people was. The white-haired boy couldn't explain clearly and looked at the idea.
Chen Lingjun clasped his hands behind his back and pretended to ask, "May I ask fellow Taoist Manpo, what do you want from me?"
Could it be that the monks from the Lei Shen Mansion in Baby Mountain in Luzhou, Beiju, came to investigate and collect debts? But wasn't that debt settled?
He led Nie Cui'e out of the martial arts arena, saying that we were chatting while walking. The main reason was that he was afraid of embarrassing himself and making jokes in front of Zheng Dafeng and the others.
She was supposed to follow Hua Qinggong and others on a mountain climb, and then pretend to have an encounter with Patriarch Jingqing in the mountains, move out of the master, and invite him to Qinggong Mountain as a guest... It was all messed up because of her poor Taoist heart. Nie Cui'e's mood
Worried, I carefully considered every word and sentence, made some drafts, and spoke from my heart.
Said: "The junior master, Qinggong Taibao, returned to the mountains from your hometown. The master misses Patriarch Jingqing very much. However, the master feels that it would be too frivolous to just send letters and invitations with flying swords, so this time, the junior master
After going down the mountain to practice, Master asked me to invite Patriarch Jingqing to visit Qinggong Mountain in his spare time..."
Chen Lingjun frowned when he heard this. He thought to himself that I didn't owe Immortal Jing a single piece of immortal money. I had provided him with delicious food and drinks on the mountain before. He never stopped drinking every morning, right? Could it be that he was drinking?
What was said on the table that was inappropriate? Just thinking about it over and over again, Chen Lingjun felt that he was talking about the old immortal Jing.
Given his age, status, and status, he is not so petty. He went to all the trouble to deceive himself, and when they met at Qinggong Mountain, could they give him a beating or a scolding? But how did Jinghao value him?
They fell in love and made friends forever... Chen Lingjun felt that no one with any brains would believe this kind of thing.
No wonder Chen Qingliu, a poor man, almost never drinks or fistfights with Jing Hao at the wine table. The quality of the wine reflects the character, and he has long noticed that Jing Hao is out of tune? Of course, the old god Jing never toasts with Chen Qingliu.
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Chen Lingjun was extremely worried.
If you don't agree, it seems pretentious and you really think of yourself as a boss. If you agree and go to the appointment alone, it's okay. The problem is that this time you are traveling with Xiao Mili. It's better to do less than to do more? Then just agree first and save face.
I have to give it to you. How many jars of immortal wine can I save for Old Immortal Jing?
Chen Lingjun said slowly: "Okay, I will go to Qinggong Mountain to drink whenever I have time."
Nie Cui'e felt relieved. Fortunately, this Jingqing ancestor had to sell some thin noodles to his master after all.
Yes, ordinary people are not in Master's eyes at all. Indeed, if he is really a monk who lights up when he is invited, why would Master think so highly of him?
Chen Lingjun secretly made up his mind not to go to Liuxiazhou on this trip. He wouldn't go to death!
In the martial arts arena, Zheng Dafeng rubbed his hands and asked, "What do you think of your future sister-in-law?"
Wen opened his eyes carefully and said, "Maybe she is your sister-in-law."
Chen Lingjun didn't know the nickname "Manpo". How could a romantic figure like Wen Zhenzhen, who had been among the flowers, fail to recognize Nie Cui'e, who had removed her blindfold and was so beautiful in three continents?
Zheng Dafeng said angrily: "Why turn against your brother over a woman?"
Wen rubbed his chin carefully, "I always feel that the way she looks at me is a little familiar."
Zhong Qian flicked the toothpick away, put her hands in her sleeves, moved her buttocks, leaned against the bamboo chair, and rolled her eyes: "Everyone wants to eat shit."
Wen stretched out carefully, crossed his legs, and said abruptly, "I think the most charming goddess and ghost in the world is Tao Changsheng."
To be honest, the love between men and women has become very weak for Wen Zhencheng now, but he just deliberately teased Zheng Dafeng. When he arrived at Luolu Mountain, he was like a fledgling, and he realized that the world of martial arts was very high. From time to time, he went to Huaying Peak to attend classes,
Listening to the old deaf boy teaching the art of swordsmanship, I now know what it means to pass on thousands of books and a single sentence. Opportunities like these are rare, so you must cherish them!
Over at Luo Po Mountain, Nuan Shu helped Xiao Mi Li prepare to salute. If it weren't for this much-anticipated celebration in the capital, the mountain would have been the Great Li Imperial Master, and Protector You would have followed Jing Qing to travel around the world.
A cross-body cotton bag contained talismans, fairy coins, and several pamphlets euphemistically called military books. Before going to the capital to attend the celebration, the governor, Changming, planned to give a bag of gold and copper coins as a gift to millet grains.
The right protector couldn't resist his kindness, so he still only accepted one and put it in the "ancestral hall". Oops, the army became stronger and stronger!
There is also a slightly larger package containing melon seeds, dried fish, small preserved fruits, pastry boxes, sewing kits and other miscellaneous items, as well as a money bag full of gold leaves and broken silver. Xiao Mi Li’s previous savings have not been adjusted at all.
When soldiers send generals, there is no need to follow them
The coaches went out together. Because they were all "troops" sent by Zhong Qian, Wen Cheng and others, they said with certainty that they were traveling in the world, and money was a hero's courage. Unfortunately, they were also poor now, and they really didn't have much money, so they only
I can do my best.
This face-to-face gift made Xiao Mi Li smile from ear to ear with joy. He clasped his fists and shook them repeatedly to express his gratitude. Zhong Qian and Wen carefully returned the gift with clasped fists. The courtesy was light but the affection was heavy. The right guardian was polite and courteous.
The supper that day was extraordinarily sumptuous, just because it was Xiao Mili who personally led the way to the old cook's place. This is probably the courtesy of people in the world, and they have to be polite!
Today Nuanshu added a few more items to the package, such as two pairs of newly sewn cloth shoes, which are slightly thinner and can be worn in summer.
Nuanshu asked softly: "Mi Li, do you really don't want to carry a small thing?"
Xiao Mili was sitting on a brand new bamboo chair that was just big enough for her feet to touch the ground. It was built by Sister Pei not long ago. The previous chair was used for retirement and she did not forget to give it a resounding name. Black Clothes
The little girl shook her head and said with a grin: "I have enough possessions, I can just fit them in. What do I want to do with that thing? If someone lends it to me, it's just a useless decoration if I leave it in my hands."
Xiao Mili said seriously: "Sister Nuanshu, don't frown. The good mountain master said that everyone's two eyebrows are Feng Shui. Don't worry, Jingqing has been to places as far away as Beiju Luzhou.
When we get outside, we help each other and do good things to others, haha, when people see each other, flowers bloom!"
Nuan Shu felt helpless and said softly: "Okay, okay, you are all old Jianghu."
The boy in green clothes was in a good mood, banging his sleeves and walking out of Huaying Peak, wandering all the way to the entrance of Jiling Peak.
Seeing that the Taoist priest lowered his head to read and was engrossed in reading again, Chen Lingjun said: "Xianwei, you are reading again. You are rushing to take the imperial examination."
Just as the Immortal Commander was about to speak, Chen Lingjun said: "Old Immortal Jing Hao Jing, remember, you want to invite me to drink on his mountaintop."
Xianwei was immediately shocked and said: "Oh, what a big name! You can actually get an old Feisheng to take the initiative to invite you as a guest? Jingqing, you are not bragging about not drafting, are you?"
Chen Lingjun sighed and complained: "You and Immortal Jing have only met each other face to face. After all, you are not familiar with each other, and you don't know the knowledge of the world of brothers at the wine table. If you tell me some things, you will only not believe it even more, and there will be fists on the table."
, I win more
Master Shu, Master Jing said that my boxing skills are outstanding. This time, why don’t I ask my direct disciple to come forward and invite me in person to cross the continent? It’s hard to refuse such a warm invitation. This time I travel to the mountains, I must go to Liuxia Continent to meet with Lao
The gods will have a good drink."
Xianwei cheered and said, "That's necessary."
Chen Lingjun suddenly became speechless and lost all his arrogance. After passing the archway and climbing up the stairs, he kept scratching his face. What should he do? He had just made up his mind not to go to Liuxiazhou and Qinggong Mountain. Now the cowhide was blown away by Xianwei.
Should I go or not go? I worried all the way to the top of the mountain and sat down on the steps, speechless.
The white-haired boy came back here earlier and informed Xiaomi Li. The two men, who were about the same size, were whispering to each other. What? They haven’t gone out to travel yet. There are ancestors of Jingqing in the rivers and lakes of Liuxiazhou.
Shocking sound
A name? What? Because of a beautiful fairy sister, Grandmaster Wen has already started fighting with Master Zheng. Zhong Yiyi wants to break up the fight, but he can’t stop him? Oh, our good mountain master just goes out for a trip.
Is the new sect leader of Shanglong Xiangjian Sect?
Xiaomi Li suddenly stomped her feet and was busy chatting with the short winter melon. She was going to delay her mountain patrol!
When they arrived at the Shinto Mountain Road, they saw Jing Qing dazed there. Xiao Mili ran over and said, "Jing Qing, what are you thinking about?"
Chen Lingjun came to his senses, pointed to the mountain road, and said with a smile: "Back then, Nuan Shu and I followed the master to go up the mountain on this road."
Xiao MiLi let out a whoop and raised his thumb high, "Good!"
In Dali Capital, Chen Pingan walked to Emperor Song He.
The young Imperial Master turned his head and glanced at the way he came.