After a while, Tinxin became the head of the prison. Su Kan, who was born in the Jade Kan Department of the Yushu Court, still took action, but Yan Jiaoran's power completely withdrew from this territory.
Chen Ping'an took the core and inspected several landscape formations in the outermost prison. He went to the border of the Baogao Peak in the Dongyue Summit, which was north of Dadu and the Zushan Mountain was south of Dadu. When the Dali National Master was vacant, the countries in the south had very objections, saying why the Dongyue in Dali was in other countries, and they were always incompatible with etiquette. As a result, when Chen Ping'an took over as the national master, the sword immortals who started in the Yupu Realm appeared on the imperial road in the capital, and several sword boats took the air... On that day, several letters of the country were delivered to the Dali Honglu Temple, and took the initiative to ask the Dali Ministry of Rites about the construction of certain branches of the Dongyue. They were willing to contribute money and do their best. The central meaning of the expression was similar, that is, the Dongyue belongs to the Dali Song clan, and it is also the Dongyue in our Baoping Continent.
The arrival of the national master naturally alarmed Meng Long, who was the heroic spirit of the gods. The gods immediately took the Zushan ritual system and inspected the various departments to drive the car and quickly drove to the Zifeng. The goddesses dressed up carefully, and their followers were dressed in various armors, as vast as a colorful silk ribbon hanging in the air, with a brilliant and magnificent magnificent appearance, and they all came to meet the national master.
Such auspicious scenes in the sky have attracted countless pilgrims to worship them.
Chen Ping'an stood in the pavilion by the cliff with mountain winds, and held his hands behind his back, looking at the Qiantang River with water shaking. The water was extremely strong, and the tide was one of the ten new scenic spots in Baopingzhou every year.
Meng Long followed the national teacher's gaze and looked at a county town over there, and said with a smile: "Qiantang County is a good place, with the fragrance of books, flowers, rouge, which has not been dispersed for thousands of years. No wonder many pilgrims come here to pray, especially the talented women, who wish to be born in Qiantang's family in the future."
Cen Wenqian, the new Qiantang chief, jumped several levels from Hebo, who was a "turbid stream official" in the mountains and rivers officialdom, to fill the water god position left by Cao Yong, Dadu, and was able to take over the newly built Qiantang Water Mansion located at the bottom of West Lake and connect with the sea. Who is it based on? Anyway, Menglong knew that it was not up to himself, nor by Linglibo, nor by Changchun Hou.
Dongyue has two mountains, Eryou Mountain to the north of Zushan Mountain. The Yuan family of Shangzhu Kingdom built many forest industries. The patrols Cao Ping often went to Yandang Mountain to the south in the hot summer. I believe that this year's Eryou Mountain industry will lose many figures and many beaks and swallows and drinks.
Dongyue and Meng Long had previously politely rejected Chen Jianxian's respect for Tong Yezhou. At this moment, Master Chen was a little worried when he entered Baogao Peak. Fortunately, Master Chen just went through the motions and soon returned home. He left Meng Long, who was worried, sat alone in the pavilion. Previously, the imperial study meeting, Master Chen clearly stated that the two sections of the investigation were divided into two sections, but the participants knew it was actually three sections, and who was responsible for supervising now is the target of being supervised at the same time.
When Chen Ping'an returned to the National Master's Mansion, Guo Zhujiu had already come here to dig Mao. Of course Rong Yu knew who she was, so he arranged for her to live in Fu Qing's house.
Song Yunjian frowned slightly and reached out to his nose, just because the national master brought back two pickled objects from the prison, which made him not hide his disgust.
Chen Ping'an didn't care about the bad feelings of this fellow Taoist Yingning, but just became a hand-off manager. "They stayed in the National Master's Mansion for a while first. You will be responsible for taking care of them in the near future. If you think they deserve to die, no matter what the reason is, you can take action first and then report."
Song Yunjian asked with a smile: "What if I don't ask the reason, I just think they are annoying?"
Chen Ping'an looked at Song Yunjian with a smile.
Song Yunjian understood it and said, "Okay, okay, I will endure them. The national teacher is not unclear. My origin has decided to hate them and be angry."
Two demon clans, one is a ghost cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, named Tiezao. The old ghost has a gloomy eyes all year round, as if he is looking at anyone. There is also a martial arts fanatic named Zhaoluan. They are both from the sect at the bottom of the wilderness. They are strong but not considered weak, and they are also rampant in the local area. I heard that Zhou Mi died before, and their Taoist heart and blood in their bodies had almost no ups and downs.
After looking at their files, it was a last resort to the Haoran side. It was a last resort to draw lots in the ancestral hall in Haoran's countryside. Whoever wins the lottery will have to take over. After signing a life-and-death case with their respective sects, they were lucky enough to die on the battlefield of the Sword Qi Great Wall. When they arrived in Tongyezhou, they were promoted and stayed in the military tent to counsel military affairs. One was a withdrawn personality, and the other was a personal entourage for a major corpse. Anyway, they were not sociable, so they didn't call Tiedao when the military tent evacuated from Baopingzhou. He ran slowly and was intercepted and surrounded by several Zhengyang Mountain Sword Immortals, and they found a vacancy.
Zhao Luan was in the battle of Zitong Mountain in Nanyue, where Su Gaoshan was personally trapped in the battle, and was captured by the Dali border army who swept the battlefield earlier. The skill of pretending to be dead was indeed a bit bad, and it was hidden in the belly of a demon clan's huge body. When she was imprisoned, it was not just a hard bone that just took away a rotten life and had no words of intelligence. Instead, she was tortured a few times before and could not bear it. She finished all the explanations of what she should have, but she said it too quickly. Dali naturally misunderstood that they deliberately hid their own private parts and retained the most important information... The twin core also believed that the same thing, so when the sewing man was tortured several times, he "respected" their character and was especially good at disguising.
Song Yunjian changed his gaze and looked at the two demon clans standing behind the national master, "I said you are the flat-haired beasts who can't remember who your parents are. They feel that they are extremely annoying, are you angry?"
Like the old scholar Qinghuang, the iron date slowly lifted his beard and said calmly in a verbal voice that was authentic and even slightly Beijing-style, "Fellow Taoist, this is a strange question. For example, if I say you came from the womb, what kind of swearing words can it be considered a swear word."
Song Yunjian's expression changed slightly, and he was instantly murderous intent.
The ghost Tiezao was confused and felt aggrieved. It was still something that he had poked his lung tube. He also felt that his reply was quite clever and kind.
Seeing that Song Yunjian was really angry, Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "If you can't argue, don't argue, why are you really angry?"
Song Yunjian snorted coldly.
Tiezao suddenly realized, oh, it turned out that he was a master, but in fact he was a petty person. Compared with our Master Yinguan, there was nothing to compare with.
Zhao Luan asked, "Master Yin Guan, as long as I recover from my wounds, I will be about to break the realm, and I will definitely win the mountain top. Do you think I can find a suitable partner to discuss, and when can I practice my skills?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Don't worry, I'll talk about it when you enter the Nine Realms."
When Rong Yu learned that Yan Jiaoran was using public service to help others, he asked curiously: "Teacher, does he feel that he must retreat bravely and want to get out of his way, or should he take the initiative to choose to retreat as a step forward?"
Guo Zhujiu raised his palm, shook it, tightened his fists, and smiled and said, "This kind of smart man wants everything deep down. Xiuhu is really cowardly, and he is undoubtedly capable and solid in doing things. When Xihu is sure that Xihu is not there, this kind of person's ambition will spread like wildfires. When the monarch behind the Dali Dynasty is not considered to be a traitor or ambition. Of course, when he sees my master, he will be cowardly quickly and thoroughly, and he will definitely be able to convince himself with a hundred reasons."
Rong Yu thought about it, nodded, thinking that Guo Zhujiu is so smart, she is worthy of being a girl sword cultivator who followed the national master to enter the summer palace.
Guo Zhujiu smiled and said, "It's not that I'm smarter than Sister Rong Yu, but there are too many people with extreme personalities in my hometown. They are either heroes to the extreme or cowardly or fearful. They have seen too many of them."
Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "So my senior brother has a natural defect in his work and knowledge. Iron dates, what are the shortcomings?"
Tiezao smiled and said, "I am not just flattering the beards and horses. How flawless is the work of embroidering the tiger? I am super talented and can't imagine any shortcomings."
Zhaoluan said in a muffled voice: "Why didn't Yin Guan ask me?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Tell me, let me see."
Zhao Luan said in his bad official language of Dali: "In my opinion, Xihu's knowledge is lacking in everything, but Xihu's heart cannot be controlled by Xihu."
Guo Zhujiu said in confusion: "Don't talk about anything to you, it's right to you. Tell me, where can I hear it?"
Zhao Luan said even more puzzledly: "You little girl, looking young, look so old, she is very sharp-tongued and very good at speaking. How can you guess the truth? I was in the military tent, and I happened to hear that there was an old throne monster in the Jiazi tent..."
Chen Ping'an said, "Okay, okay, don't pretend to me. Your mind is a hundred times better than iron dates. Previously, Fu Jin sold you with all his heart in order to save the jade comb."
Zhao Luan instantly changed her face, sighed, and said helplessly: "The girls are soft-hearted, but they are really unreliable."
Guo Zhujiu held back her laughter.
Zhao Luan was shocked to find the truth and said in anger: "Hidden official cheated on me?"
Chen Ping'an asked: "Why did you refuse to surrender to the military tent sincerely back then?"
Zhao Luan was silent for a moment and said slowly: "In my early years, I saw the methods of cleaning up the mess in various tents. I didn't like the wilderness. After the battle of Laolong City in Baopingzhou, I was even more sure I would lose. Especially when I learned that in the vast battlefield south of Zitong Mountain, the first gun general who was the first to be the patrol envoy of your Dali, I knew that wilderness was over."
Rong Yu asked, "With this kind of strategy and foresight, why don't you recommend yourself carefully?"
Zhao Luan said with a bitter expression: "I dare not. I have no great Taoist throne, no master like the old throne or a throne candidate. I am just a martial artist from a long-distance world. Besides, Brother Tiezao and I are not the kind of truly vicious people who are reluctant to let go of the Taoist throne and disciples of the wild hometown. You, a woman, are different from Yinguan and Guo Zhujiu, so they will truly know what the wilderness is without rules and lawlessness is.
On the battlefield of Baopingzhou, the death of your Dali border army is different from the death of our wild demon ants. You can't imagine that the one who kills the most monsters may not be your Dali Dynasty, but the prisoners of the major military tents of the wilderness. They really killed all the way from the wild world to Baopingzhou. They killed a large number of killings, one city after another, and many small sects along the way have cut off their Taoism, without even a splash, and they are silently dead."
Guo Zhujiu gave a thumbs up.
Zhao Luan didn't look at all happy, but just said to himself: "You Haoran, you always feel that fake benevolence, righteousness and morality are so abominable. There are only absurd words on the books of sages. They dislike too many rules and are not free everywhere. But they don't know how precious and rare it is in the eyes of many demon beasts in your eyes. So in prison, I always feel that if you Haoran win, the Haoran Jiuzhou, which will become the best in the future, must be Tongyezhou, no one."
Song Yunjian was stunned.
Tiezao yelled and laughed, "Just as the scholars and the virtues of the monks on the mountain, wouldn't they step on the broken Tongyezhou to death? If they have great supernatural powers, they would probably want to move mountains and throw them to the wilderness."
Song Yunjian glanced at the old hidden official and the new national teacher, and the man in blue shirt who had been silent.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I used to be soft-hearted. Did you throw you back to the wilderness? Now it seems that I am really soft-hearted. Fellow Dao Ning, I really have to kill you first and then report."
Zhao Luan was skeptical, and most of them were cheating. Tiezao grabbed his beard and stamped his feet, but he believed the sincere words of Yinguan's eyes and said hatefully: "You are talking too much!"
Chen Ping'an said, "I will find someone to confirm your reputation in your wild hometown. If there is any inconsistency with your words and deeds, I will train you with my own hands. Just rest assured, it will only be more experienced than the sewing methods of the twisted cotton. You will definitely regret nodding today and walking out of prison with me, spreading the sun, and looking at the world. Of course, if your words and deeds are consistent, you can live a few more days."
Tiezao said in a hurry: "Don't think it's a matter of one, it must be ten thousand!"
Zhao Luan smiled calmly and said, "Let's talk about it that day. Anyway, when I arrive at this National Master's Mansion, I only need a pot of wine every day and I can do whatever I want."
Previously, Chen Ping'an refined the entire National Master Mansion, which was equivalent to building and expanding the National Master Mansion. Nothing was seen outside. After entering the National Master Mansion and being in the scene, he would realize something was wrong and be surprised how it could occupy such a large area. Chen Ping'an asked Song Yunjian to lead Zhaoluan and Tiezao to the newly expanded territory, which was also a central axis three-in-yard.
It’s a blessing that I have to do it quickly, so if I change to the current First Realm Cultivator, I can only imagine it.
Rong Yu returned to the house and continued to secretly add a wilderness map. Before, the sword cultivator Guo Du had already given a very precious file. In addition, the stack of scattered maps and written records that the national master had just added from the prison, Rong Yu slowly checked for the missing and was confident that he would sooner or later create the most detailed wilderness map, mountains, rivers, temples, cities, customs, minerals, and monsters, etc., including thousands.
Guo Zhujiu looked around in the study and looked around. He found a few books from the bookshelf, but he did not use them to read them, but planned to use them as pillows. Some of Guo Zhujiu's strange hobbies cannot be justified. For example, she always felt that her head was on the "Shushan Mountain", and that sleeping and dreaming could increase wisdom and make people smarter. She said that her idea was irrelevant. She also entered the summer palace with her own ability. She said that this method was useful, and she was often forced to hold her head and "kowtowed".
With Guo Zhujiu rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Chen Ping'an sat at the desk and took out a secret file for Rong Yu to send it. It was the official resume of a Qingliu civil servant and a descendant of the family, Junyan.
The official's name is Ma Jingfu, who served as the county magistrate of Wanping County in the old Longzhou of Dali. In a certain year, what comments did he get? He was transferred to a certain county. In a certain year, he was promoted to a certain county and eventually retired in a certain year. At the same time, the academic performance of several young children in Ma Jingfu's family was an official route, as well as the family's key marriage partner, and even the valuation of secretly elegant bribes was carefully recorded.
Now that Ma Jingfu, who has been living at home for nearly five years, must have thought that his little trouble would be so focused by the new national teacher.
Guo Zhujiu held the books under his armpit and approached the desk to glance, saying in confusion: "Master, this Ma Jing is not very good at re-official re-official. He is just a second-ranking official in a county, but he is not a prefect. Could it be that he is a spy from a certain country?"
Chen Ping'an explained with a smile: "A personal grudge many years ago."
Guo Zhujiu exclaimed: "It's a real hero, Master, can I take a look?"
Chen Ping'an stood up, "From the future, you can read any files I have here."
Guo Zhujiu asked the master to sit there. She lay on the other side of the desk, raised her hand, calculated her fingers, and grabbed the key point. "Is it Ma Jingfu on his way to Wanping County to take office. Near Hongzhu Town where Sanjiang converged, he met his master who was traveling to study and had a dispute?"
Chen Ping'an nodded, rubbed his cheeks, and couldn't help but sigh: "I remember the past, it seems like a different life."
Guo Zhujiu turned a few pages and said, "The old saying goes, marrying a wife is a virtuous person. It is either a prosperous generation or a ruin of three generations. Ma Jingfu, as a Jinshi, married a proud and powerful woman from such a prominent family, which is also considered a smoke from the ancestral grave."
Actually, he didn't plan to make a big deal. Just follow the rules of Dali. Chen Ping'an reached out and closed the files and asked with a smile: "Is it still a habit to move here?"
Guo Zhujiu grinned and said, "It's not a spoiled daughter, it's already very good. Sister Rongyu said that the small kitchen in our National Teachers' Mansion was not very good before, but now it tastes great. I'll have lunch today."
Guo Zhujiu asked in his heart: "Master, can Song Yunjian finally determine his gender one day? It will also affect the direction of Feng Shui in the Dali Dynasty to a certain extent?"
Chen Ping'an knocked on his chest and said, "I'm thinking about what to do if I have any and what I have done, go out with my master."
Guo Zhujiu jumped, bent down and looked up, and asked with a smile: "Master, where are you going?"
Chen Ping'an said with a stern face: "Go to Liulichang to pick inkstones, buy some beautiful study houses, buy him a large sack, and move them back to the national master's mansion. Master will pay the bill. Haha, I just knew that Green Duan was not that valuable, so I kept secretly complaining about Master's rudeness, thinking that I didn't know? There was only a 'scammer master' on my forehead."
Guo Zhujiu straightened her waist, laughed loudly, and suddenly reached out to block her mouth, "Master, let me tell you something, Senior Sister Pei has gone to Liu's family in Aiaizhou..."
Chen Ping'an immediately raised his palm and said, "Stop!"
They quickly walked out of the National Master's Mansion. Chen Ping'an covered his face and immediately asked softly: "What do you mean? Is your senior sister a man he likes? Who is the man? His surname is very good, how did that guy meet Pei Qian when and where, and how did the other person know him? What is his character, knowledge, conversation, appearance and status..."
While walking slowly, he raised his ears and listened for a moment. Chen Ping'an said, "Liu Youzhou's unrequited love is nothing. Pei Qian doesn't like it. Why are you anxious, right? Your master's wife told me a long time ago that Pei Qian is a sword cultivator and that natal flying sword. Of course, I knew it earlier, deliberately pretending not to know. Since he is not just a pure martial artist, he is also a Taoist practitioner. He always has to choose slowly about the marriage of men and women, and he will go with the flow. I believe that in the future, he will always like someone who likes each other and grows together. Why are you anxious about..."
Guo Zhujiu nodded vigorously, sighed, and said with some worries: "Master, I can hear that Senior Sister Pei doesn't actually want to go to Aiaizhou so much. It's just that she couldn't do anything in the previous incident. She felt guilty. So when she received a message from Liu Jubao's flying sword, she wanted to do something for Luopo Mountain."
Chen Ping'an said, "Since you don't want to go, then don't go."
Isn’t this feeling that Liu Youzhou just became the sect leader in Fuyaozhou, so she simply went to Aiaizhou to relax.
Guo Zhujiu suddenly said, "Master, is there such a possibility? In fact, Senior Sister Pei also likes Liu Youzhou in her heart. She is just thin-skinned and embarrassed, so she doesn't tell the truth to me and deliberately talks to others?"
Before Chen Ping'an could say anything, a figure came at lightning and floated down. Guo Zhujiu blinked and asked knowingly: "Senior sister, are you weird? I didn't seem to have used the Three Mountain Talisman with my master and arrived in Aiaizhou."
Pei Qian said angrily: "Guo Zhujiu, I promised not to tell anyone outsiders. Do you still talk about the loyalty of the world?!"
Guo Zhujiu sighed and said with confidence: "Senior Sister Pei, you are sad, Master is not an outsider."
Pei Qian was angry and laughed, "My surname is Guo, I won't tell you the truth..."
Guo Zhujiu was not panicked at all, "Then I'm going to have a friendship with my senior sister."
Pei Qian said viciously: "Believe it or not, I will beat you up. Master, don't stop me, otherwise I will be biased."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Don't fight, don't fight, there is no need to be done."
Guo Zhujiu stretched out his hand, "Senior Sister, give me the medical expenses first. Remember to slap in the face, just don't slap them. We three masters and apprentices will go to Liulichang together. If you have any object with your master, I will pay the money, and you will bargain with the shopkeepers. Senior Sister, you have a chance. I am bruised and swollen, afraid that I will speak vaguely..."
Pei Qian looked helpless and stared at Guo Zhujiu, afraid of you.
Chen Ping'an waved his hand and said, "Go to the Liulichang. After buying things, Master invites you to eat some Beijing characteristics."
Unexpectedly, as soon as I boasted about Haikou, I had not yet walked to Qianbulang, I saw a man rushing to the National Master's Mansion. Seeing that the official tutor was quite a small official.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You two go shopping first, I'll be there later."
Zhao Yao came to the National Master's Office to discuss matters without informing him in advance. Of course, no one would stop this minister. After all, regarding the seniority of the article, Mr. Zhao needed to call him uncle.
Halfway through the road, Zhao Yao walked forward quickly and recognized the two young women. He said, "We can finish the matter quickly while walking."
Chen Ping'an said: "I have neglected the Minister of the Secretariat, what kind of style is it? Go back and talk."
Zhao Yao pulled the collar of the official uniform, and was really busy, and said, "Okay, drink a bowl of tea."
Pei Qian said, "Master, we'll have to go shopping by ourselves, you'll be busy with your own."
Guo Zhujiu nodded and said, "It's a lot of whispers, but outsiders can't listen."
Pei Qian was about to say a few words to her, but Guo Zhujiu had already raised his arm and said righteously: "Senior sister, twist it hard. Even though I am not a master of martial arts, I can still eat, hold and hurt."
They said goodbye to their master, then looked at each other and smiled knowingly. Guo Zhujiu also said that he might have to go back to the national master's mansion later, eat delicious food, go to temple fairs, hear stories, and play kites...
Chen Ping'an smiled and said yes.
Looking at their figures, it seemed that the slightly solemn Qianbulang Street was not that old-fashioned.
For a moment, Zhao Yao couldn't bear to remind Chen Ping'an to discuss military and national affairs.
Zhao Yao is now sure that Chen Ping'an can be a good national teacher, but a long time ago, he was very sure that if this guy is truly a father one day, if he is still a daughter, he would not be spoiled! He wanted to see if the uncle who likes the best teacher in his life would be talking endlessly. At that time, he would only scold him for a few words, and then turn his head and let himself go?
When they returned to the National Master's Office to sit down together, Zhao Yao talked about the details of the redirection of Bingzhou, and asked some inside information about the Dashou Yin family. In addition, the matter of the Dali officialdom last night, they asked questions and answers in this way, or the question and answer reversal. Occasionally, Rong Yu needed to bring piles of files, spread out a Dali geographical map, or lift a pen and circle it, or felt that the geographic map was missing, and additional annotations were needed to write about the emerging gangs or a newly rising gentry. When talking about the suitable candidates for the deputy generals of a certain state, they felt that no one was so suitable... Unconsciously, an hour and a half passed quickly. Chen Ping'an raised his palm and pressed his chin, and was stunned. When Zhao Yao came, he brought a bunch of questions, but found that he brought more questions to himself.
After finally talking about the important matter, Zhao Yao also drank the tea brought by Miss Rongyu and breathed a long sigh. He admired the officials of Dali who were not monks, especially young people. They were busy all night long and had a few days. Every day, they could be full of energy by just a snatching for a while. Zhao Yao hesitated for a while and asked, "I really want to take back Nanyue and Laolongcheng together?"
It’s just a little better statement whether Dali wants to re-annate a continent.
Chen Ping'an said: "You can take a look."
Zhao Yao did not have a vague style and asked the question, "What exactly should I look at? Is Dali himself qualified? What is the situation in the southern countries? Or will it take a look at both for a few years?"
Chen Ping'an leaned against the back of the chair and said, "I'm not sure."
Zhao Yao was stunned, looked at Chen Ping'an's expression, was silent for a moment, brought the bowl to drink tea, and said, "It's okay, I want to take a look again."
They were silent in pairs. When Zhao Yao was about to get up and say goodbye, Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, your wish to reshape a complete immortal sword, "Taibai"."
The immortal sword "Taibai" was divided into four parts in Fuyaozhou in the past, and he recognized his master himself. As a result, he chose the hidden official Chen Ping'an, who was wild and powerful, and could barely be considered half a disciple, and Liu Cai, who Zou Zi used to defeat Chen Ping'an.
Chen Ping'an once thought of giving the night-trip sword one day to a disciple who had achieved success in learning swords and calligraphy.
Then he refined the long sword that he named "Qingping" from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and gave it to the Qingping Sword Sect in Tongyezhou or the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect in Nanposazhou, which is hung in a certain ancestral hall and can be used as a token of the next sect leader.
Zhao Yao smiled and said, "How can life be without regrets?"
He picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of tea. Zhao Yao said to himself, "Besides, even if he still travels with a sword at night, I can't even pass you this level, so how can I ask Feiran and the others for it?"
Chen Ping'an corrected: "If I can pass this level, Feiran and Liu Cai will be fine."
Zhao Yao shouted, put down the tea bowl, stood up and said goodbye. Hearing the man behind him smiled, "Isn't you going to hold the sheep this time?"
Zhao Yaoli ignored his sarcastic words and arrived at the first place to enter the courtyard. He passed by the shade of the sycamore trees, then walked around the screen wall, walked out of the National Master Mansion's Yimen Gate, and walked further. There was still a gate to pass by. But he saw a guy squatting at the corner of the wall with a squinting eyes and drinking, with a smoky face. This guy was like his official tutor.
Cao Gengxin, who looked at each other, held a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and had two plates of wine and food at his feet. He probably felt that he couldn't hide the guy at the moment, and said shamelessly: "The national teacher has pity for my hard work, so he gave me a drink and food."
Zhao Yao pointed at the Minister of Personnel, and left without saying anything.
Cao Gengxin muttered: "What a powerful official power, I was so scared to death. Hey, I am the Minister of Personnel. Whoever observes the plan will still be said."
He sneaked out of the yamen and came to the National Master's Mansion to drink in the name of a high-sounding ceremony for discussing affairs with the National Master.
This time I had more experience, so I went straight to the kitchen and asked for two plates of side dishes with a beautiful face but graceful figure.
Cao Gengxin raised his head, exclaimed, quickly put away the wine gourd, then gathered the bowls, chopsticks and plates, stood up and wiped his mouth, and swung over.
It turned out that the two uncles and uncles who arrived at the National Master's Mansion a quarter of an hour earlier than the agreed time, the two honest officials and masters of the Wei family in Yichixiang, Fatty Wei's biological father and uncle, Wei Yi and Wei Hong.
Last night, Wei Feng left Laoyinghu and took the message home, saying that it was Master Chen who said it himself, asking them to go to the National Master's Mansion to discuss matters before the beginning. At first, no one believed it, you? He was talking to the National Master? He really didn't believe it. Fatty Wei had to move out of Han Yi County Magistrate Han and said that he could testify. As a result, the eldest uncle Wei Hong ran out of the door without saying a word and went to verify it himself. After returning, he nodded with his younger brother Wei Yi, his face flushed, and said it was the real thing. Wei Yi's eyes suddenly turned red and took his brother to the ancestral hall to burn incense.
The two brothers didn't sleep all night, and they were all thinking about how to write to be safe. They were really more cautious than the imperial examinations that year.
The morning dynasty of the Dali Dynasty was very distinctive. If the officials with sufficient rank were not qualified to attend the court meeting, nor would officials with low ranks not be able to attend the morning dynasty.
Instead, there is a complete set of ready-made rules on there. For example, three ministers of a certain department usually only need one of them to come forward, and the government can take turns to the government office. However, if the court needs to focus on discussing something, the relevant counterparts will require at least two officials to attend. As long as it is a larger court discussion, the senior officials of the government offices of the nine ministers and all major departments must attend together. In addition, within one tenth, the government offices of the various departments need more officials to participate in the court meeting, etc., all have different considerations... It sounds very complicated, but it is just a booklet of several thousand words. Being a Beijing official for a year and a half will be familiar with it. Moreover, there are no stupid officials who can participate in the morning court in Dali.
After enduring, I finally endured until the moment when I was approaching, and they came to the National Master Mansion. They were thinking about it all the way, presuming that the National Master might ask what questions.
As long as you are not a public servant, how can you understand this mood?
As a result, they saw the famous minister from afar, squatting on the bottom of the wall, closing his eyes, full of intoxication, shaking his head, and smacking his lips.
Just as Minister Cao was about to speak, he quickly turned his head, burped, and then turned his head to look at the two elders, and said in a panic: "Are you going to surrender to the national teacher?"
The two already nervous officials in the capital, whose faces were already whiter, became a little whiter.
Cao Gengxin took out the wine gourd from his sleeve and smiled and said, "Uncle Weber, Uncle Wei, do you need to drink to gain courage?"
"I can discuss with Miss Rongyu and go to the kitchen to borrow two more bowls. How about it?"
"Drink some wine, and be enthusiastic and proud, and you won't be afraid of anyone you see."
Listening to Cao Gengxin's words, Wei Yi smiled bitterly. However, Wei Hong seemed to be a little moved. He is worthy of being one of the most awesome officials in the capital.
Wei Yi and this junior who had mixed reputations and criticisms, never had anything to say. During the holidays, just exchange a few greetings.
Wei Hong lowered his voice and cursed: "You are the most comfortable to be an official. You can sit firmly on the Diaoyutai. It turns out that the first thing you need is to get to the front of the water. The chief official of the Longquan Kiln Supervisor and Construction Office in those years was not in vain."
Cao Gengxin was immediately dissatisfied, "Uncle Weber, you can't just watch me enjoy my happiness and not see me suffering and suffering. If you don't believe me, go and ask Lord Yuan, and you will know how difficult it is to be an official there."
Wei Hong shouted, "I'm tempted? If you say this from your mouth, it will be a meaty taste."
Cao Gengxin rarely felt embarrassed. It turned out that the earliest saying "involved" was that he described a sister who was a teenager when he was a teenager. This inappropriate statement soon spread to Chixiang and Chier Street.
It turns out that heroes are most afraid of seeing fellow villagers, and flowers bloom on the walls and fragrance outside the walls.
Wei Yi, the doctor of the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Rites, was actually not considered a sesame official in the entire Dali officialdom. He was just one of the doctors of the Ministry of Rites in the capital where powerful people gathered. He was considered a bird?
Wei Hong was even more in charge of the Ministry of Works. In the same year as the imperial examination, he was already the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Works, and just took charge of Wei Hong's boss...
The Wei family in Yichixiang was once glorious. It is said that Wei Feng's grandfather was one of the nine ministers who were in charge of the Dali Tongzhengsi for many years and could participate in the discussions of the imperial study room again and again. However, the officialdom was often a generation that could not do well, and the family would fall into decline within ten years. The number of gatherings and disperses in front of the door, whether it was lively or deserted, and the rapid changes often caught people off guard, and the mentality of officials was unbalanced. Although this kind of embarrassing situation of being incompatible with the young and unparalleled, can also maintain some superficial glory by marriage, but after all, the blacksmith must be strong himself. The family must have a young man like Cao Gengxin and Yuan Zhengding to take on the responsibilities, which is the right way.
He is also a uncle. Wei Hong suggested that Wei Feng, the nephew who opened a restaurant, simply put on a costume. The uncle of Wei Jia, the old Yinghu Dongjia, was so honorable in the Dali officialdom in the past ten years. He had been in the position of Minister of Works for six years. He was only one probing comment and a transfer to the Ministry of Rites before attending the Imperial Study Room. He was originally concerned about the estimates of the Wei family in Chixiang. In five years, Wei Lei could at least serve as the official of the Xiaojiuqing Office, attend the small court meeting, and meet the Emperor every day.
Wei Hong hesitated for a moment and asked, "It's really not a disaster, right?"
Last night, Wei Feng swears to pat his chest and promises that the national teacher is very kind, approachable, funny, and has joked with him several times... They were so scared that they all looked at each other in the study.
Cao Gengxin smiled and said, "It's not clear. After all, it's the first time that the new national teacher summoned a doctor. A small official, whether it's a way to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, or unexpectedly, he insists on killing the chicken with a ox knife..."
For example, Wang Yongjin, the county magistrate of Yongtai County, did not lose his official position directly, and was promoted to the court as usual in the county government. This is indeed an incredible strange thing.
Wei Hong had a dark face.
Wei Yi was even more frightened.
Cao Gengxin hid the wine gourd back on his sleeve and smiled and said, "You are not afraid of the shadow slanting. No matter how big the National Master is, he is still a person who is at the top of the sky. What's so scary?"
Rong Yu walked out the door and personally led the two officials to meet the national teacher.
Cao Gengxin was amazed. Fatty Wei is amazing. Most officials come to the National Teachers' Office to discuss matters, but they don't have such treatment. Just say that he is like a thief.
Three chairs were prepared in the official hall, and they handed out the booklets, just like the schoolwork of a child in the village school. Rong Yu asked them to sit for a while and have a sip of tea. Chen Ping'an took two booklets in his hand, flipped through a few pages quickly, got up from the desk, and Wei Hong and Wei Yi immediately put down the tea bowl that had just symbolically taken a sip of tea, and stood up to greet him.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Sit down and chat, don't be restrained."
Qingtang and Wushui talked about the recent situation of the two departments of etiquette. Both officials were old faces in their respective yamen. The bench under their butt was almost like a pitfall. They were a little relaxed. Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "Wei Lei from the Ministry of Works and you are both neighbors and peers. Putting aside the smoky and silence of his nephew Wei Jia, what do you think of Wei Lei?"
The doctor Wei Yi changed his mind and said slowly: "Although he was just a playmate when he was a child, Mr. Wei is not greedy for money, so it is certain."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Isn't greedy for money? Let's talk about it first, what is money?"
Wei Yi was confused, and Wei Hong, the deputy general, was even more confused. He could not keep being in a mess and wasting the time of the national teacher. Wei Hong plucked up his courage and said truthfully: "Wei Lei is an extremely powerful and capable person."
"It is rumored that every time he is hospitalized at home, he will repeatedly discuss every word he chats with several young staff members, and secretly record it in the book."
"It's terrible to be an official, and he deserves to be a minister. I have an imperial examination in the same year as the Minister of Works, and he is very afraid of Wei Lei."
Hearing the eldest brother speak out without any concealment, his younger brother Wei Yi carefully added, "It's just some rumor, and this kind of rumor may not be true."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Yichi Lane and Chier Street are already the territory of the highest gate of Dali. Every household leads to the Qingyun Road of Xiaochaohui. During the holidays, there is a custom of drinking, playing, throwing promotion pictures from the moon. Where did the news of the 'trail' come from?"
Wei Yi dared not to talk to him.
Wei Hong said bluntly: "I am not familiar with Chier Street. Even if we are Yichi Lane, we will be divided into different levels. Now our Wei family is no longer in a state of chaos and cannot blame others. If you want to blame, we brothers are a little better. At least, we are well-read and are a doctor of the Ministry of Rites. Like me, I have a stinky mouth and can't stand anything. If I can be a high-ranking official, it would be really strange."
Wei Yi was sweating coldly when he heard this.
Chen Ping'an pointed to the book case and smiled: "It's really a good person to complain, but he just asks questions, but he rarely gives solutions to the problem. There are more negations in the booklet, and fewer plans can be implemented."
Wei Hong was extremely nervous and whispered: "The subordinate's vision is narrow and his material strength is limited."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It may not be possible. If talent is really a gift from heaven, then talents are all achieved through little by little."
His Majesty the Emperor came uninvited.
It seems that it was the first time that Emperor Song He entered the National Teacher's Mansion.
There was no big fanfare in the National Master Mansion to greet him, and he came when he came.
Yes, the national teacher didn't say anything, Rong Yu didn't remind him, and the secretary men dared not. Just occasionally, someone looked up and glanced at the bright yellow outside the window, and was stunned.
Rong Yu took His Majesty the Emperor to the official hall of the main house and moved a chair. Rong Yu was with Emperor Song He, and he spoke casually, and naturally he was decent.
The two Wei family officials in Yichixiang sat slightly and turned their backs to the door. They were too focused and did not notice the person who had raised their feet and crossed the threshold.
When the national master stood up with a smile, they came to their senses. It seemed that a guest had come, but the "distinguished guest" and the national master had already sat down.
Song He reached out and pressed it quietly, signaling the two officials not to get up, and smiled and said, "You continue to talk about the important matters, I'm here to sit down."
The Wei brothers, who were not so nervous, were completely confused when they saw His Majesty sitting aside with a smile.
Song He was also like the national teacher, with a leisurely attitude, crossed his legs casually and asked, "The child nicknamed Fatty Wei is called Wei Feng, right? I heard that he opened a restaurant in Changpu River? How is his usual business?"
It seems to be just a family matter.
Wei Yi said with a tough bullet: "Report to Your Majesty, the restaurant business of the Dogzi is OK."
Song He nodded.
Chen Ping'an said, "They met Minister Cao outside before, and the latter said he had calculated his fingers and calculated that His Majesty was going to come to the National Master's Mansion to let them drink and be brave."
"Wei Hong is thick-skinned and courageous. When asked what precautions were made by Mr. Cao, he said it was okay. He just needed to remind himself not to cross his legs when he saw His Majesty."
Song He patted his knees and laughed: "What's the taboo about this? I am like this, so is the national teacher. You are all casual."
I also talked to His Majesty and the National Master about some small things in the true sense, and it seemed that I also talked about some books, and mentioned the grand event of the incense meeting in the Golden Ding Niangniang Temple...
So when they walked out of the National Master's Mansion, the two brothers' heads seemed to be in a mess.
Wei Hong was disappointed when he couldn't see that guy Cao Gengxin. He wanted to have a few drinks at this moment.
After reading the contents of the two booklets, Song He shook his head and said regretfully: "What a pity."
The status is very different, and there are so many official ranks, so Chen Ping'an asked them to come to the National Master Mansion, which is a clear statement that gives some recognition.
To put it bluntly, the National Master Mansion really wants to scold a certain official and take the Ministry of Works and Rites to take action. It is also a department official who comes to be scolded. It is your turn, the doctor, the official?
Wei Hong, a deputy to the Ministry of Works, has a few points and is concise in his writing, but he is not brave enough. Wei Yi, a doctor from the Ministry of Rites, has simply written parallel prose, all of which are scenes, not nonsense.
Song He said in confusion: "Is Wei Yi stupid to be an official in the Ministry of Rites? This is too different from the children of aristocratic families."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It's just intentional, just like choosing one of two, he chose to give way to Wei Hong. In this way, he had some chances to choose two of two. He was betting, and if he lost, the Wei family would not lose, he won the whole win."
Song He picked up the booklet again, nodded and smiled, "So that's it, then this is a very smart and good article."
After walking out of the National Master's Mansion and arrived at Qianbulang, Wei Yi suddenly said softly: "Brother, you have been promoted. You can be more courageous when you speak and do things. As for me, I will continue to be my Qingliu. A doctor is not a small official anymore. I know that I am indecisive and have a very difficult position to be the head of a certain yamen. I have no courage at all. I have always been good at writing but short of official duties. Maybe I can see something, but I often can't do those things well. You are different, and there is still a chance."
Wei Hong was stunned, "What does it mean?"
Wei Yi bowed and smiled, "Congratulations in advance."
Longquan Sword Sect, Youyi Peak, where the current sect leader’s Taoist place is located.
Liu Dajianxian sat cross-legged on the cliff, holding a licorice in his mouth. Seeing Gu Can's absent-minded bird, he joked: "Who is the groom? What are you anxious about?"
Gu Can said, "Don't you find the movements on Xielongtai last night extraordinary?"
Liu Xianyang put his hands on his knees and smiled and said, "Since Chen Ping'an has participated in the morning court, what are you worried about? What you should worry about now is how to help me stop drinking at tomorrow's wedding banquet."
Putting aside those disciples who are temporarily unnamed, they are Longquan Sword Sect, Ruan Blacksmith, current Sect Master Liu Jianxian, and three fellow disciples Dong Gu, Xu Xiaoqiao, and Xie Ling. They are really a large sect with many people.
Gu Can cursed: "You heartless thing."
Liu Xianyang said, "When I marry a wife and come in, you will know what it means to have a wife and forget your brother."
Gu Can smiled, "Wait, see why I pulled him to make a wedding chamber together."
Liu Xianyang said: "Isn't it just to listen to the wall? There are no bad customs anyway."
Gu Can asked: "Will it not be lively enough?"
Liu Xianyang said, "It's not lively yet? Ruan Blacksmith called out such a group of old friends in Zhenwushan, which was obviously helping my wife who had not passed the door. I also called out a group of kiln workers who had a good relationship with Long Kiln back then, and asked them to bring their relatives and children together. Dong Hu and Xie Ling will be responsible for picking up and dropping off tomorrow."
Gu Can asked: "Isn't one more time in the town? It won't cost much money."
Liu Xianyang shook his head, "There is no need to be so troublesome, let's do it together at Youyi Peak."
Xie Yue, the bride whose house in Dalihuai Huang County Government Office clearly records as "Yu Qianyue". She is temporarily on the main peak. Tomorrow she will be in a sedan chair to Youyi Peak.
Xu Xiaoqiao, Gu Can's "maid", and Ziwu Meng, who is named Chunxiao. They are now with the bride Yu Qianyue. In fact, they don't know what to prepare and what etiquette should be. They all came from hearsay. The problem is that they don't understand these. Ruan Blacksmith and Dong Hu knew about it. Xu Xiaoqiao asked some knowledge with his neighbors Shan Shen and Tudi Gong. Ziwu Meng looked for clues from the books of those talented men and beautiful women. Anyway, they were busy and had no rules, and they always felt that they were almost meaningful.
Fortunately, it doesn’t matter to these people in Xieyue. It’s enough for a woman to get married, just have a groom.
Besides, she has two bridesmaids.
Gu Can said, "Ning Yao is here."
A sword light approached the Longquan Sword Sect's territory, slowed down, as if he was greeted, and then suddenly entered the ancestral mountain territory. Ning Yao found Xie Yue, and saw her house full of red silk, looking at the festive dowry. On the dressing table, Zi Wumeng was practicing with Xie Yue's face, brow-painting appliqués, what kind of hair buns to match with pearl hairpins, etc., all of them were meticulous work. Ning Yao rubbed his eyebrows, which was too fancy, but Xie Yue asked if the color on her cheeks had become lighter. When she spoke, there was a rustling powder on her face... Xu Xiaoqiao held back her smile. She was nowhere to be aware of her friend. Xie Yue looked very beautiful now and was very happy.
Not long after Ning Yao arrived, a woman named Shanjun, Luanshan Huailu was ordered to come here. She wanted to dress up a bride herself, and it was said that she had to teach the experience to the two bridesmaids. It was not the order of the Shenjun Mansion or the order of the National Master Mansion, but the private request of the Lord Chen Shan of Luopo Mountain. Huailu was of course happy and rushed to Longquan Sword Sect without saying a word. She could not only enjoy the joy, but also form a good relationship with the newlyweds and couples. Why not do it?
Huailu was led into the house by Xu Xiaoqiao. After crossing the threshold, he saw the bride dressed up in front of the dressing mirror asking a bridesmaid to look for it. She also complained to the bridesmaid, "Ms. Ning can have some snacks," she said, "Ms. Ning, can't even bandage the wedding candy just now, and it's your turn soon... When the bridesmaid turned around, Huailu realized that it was the slightly red face and looked ashamed and angry..." Ning Yao.
An old Taoist priest who was exhausted and arrived at the archway of the Longquan Sword Sect, bowed silently at the mountain gate without saying anything else, and he only admired him.
Marriage is the top priority. How many times can you have in your life? Those red tape are indispensable. It doesn’t matter. Since I am here, I will definitely do it for you steadily and lively.
Soon an old chef took his belongings and arrived at the foot of the mountain on time, and met with the old immortal Jia.
Old God Jia is the most polite person, but now he is very good at it. He hurriedly asked if a certain ingredient has been prepared. The hard dishes of wedding banquet dishes will not be able to do anything missing.
Ruan Qiong went down the mountain to greet them for the first time, thanked them, and then took them slowly up the mountain. Along the way, listening to the old Taoist priest's nagging and Zhu Lian's skillful speech, the expert was so skillful that Ruan Qiong could not make any words at all. Ruan Qiong's face became more and more relieved, and he gradually softened and he had a smile.
National Master's Mansion.
Emperor Song He and Chen Ping'an walked to the pine shade in the second courtyard. There was a chess game that the secretary had not yet finished. Song He looked down at the chess situation for a while.
According to the National Master's Office, after three open and secret investigations, it should be reorganized, and then the imperial court's officialdom was attacked. Next, the Dali Song clan could turn his attention to the south of Dadu... After these steps were all achieved step by step and met the expectations of the two of them, they should shift their focus to the wild battlefield and compete with the Daduan Cao clan and even the Chengguan dynasty to compete for the first place in the Haoran dynasty.
Song He couldn't help but laugh suddenly, "The fourth-ranked Dashou Yin and the third-ranked tribute every year, both sides confirmed the identity of the sect leader and the vassal vassal in one day. Who can imagine?"
He reached out and pressed the edge of the stone table with the chessboard engraved, patted it gently, and said in a stir, "Song He is worthy of my Song family ancestors."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It's also considered a flaw. Going out to pick up money is something I often do since I was a child."
Song He asked curiously: "Can you really pick up copper coins?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "It can be done occasionally."
The breeze that breeze blows across the green mountains and shakes the white clouds must have passed by the prosperous city, the lonely and quiet countryside, and the ethereal temple of fairy spirit blows up the dreams of countless young people.