The streets are full of women and girls wearing colorful fans and sachets. They wear colorful headdresses. The various flower hairpins he bought at the Huashen Temple Market two days ago are still in use. Girls with average family backgrounds can directly fold a pomegranate flower from the yard and put it on their temples. They are also beautiful.
The children will tie colorful gourds and other objects on their arms tomorrow, named "Long Life Wire", but they will be thrown away after the Dragon Boat Festival. The old saying goes "Disaster". Some children are curious and ask why. The elderly can't say that it's because of this. They only say that it has been passed down from generation to generation. If the children ask again, they just need to fish out a melon from the well or buy a bowl of iced sour plum soup, and it will be quiet.
After walking out of Qianbulang, passing by the Flower Temple, walking through the streets and alleys to Liulichang, Pei Qian and Guo Zhujiu stopped at a shop selling ice bowls. The store picked up various seasonal fresh goods, such as lotus seeds, water chestnuts, chicken head rice, etc., iced and added sugar, sprinkled with a handful of almonds, hazelnuts, sesame seeds, threw a few candied fruits, and put them on a fresh lotus leaf. Wow, it was full of color, fragrance and taste, and I was already greedy before I was greedy.
Because she attended the celebration, Pei Qian covered her face, not to mention that "Master Zheng Qian" is not very famous in Dali Jingcheng, but she still has buns and buns.
Of course, Guo Zhujiu didn't have to be so troublesome. She was waiting for the ice bowl. The store business was so good, so the shopkeeper asked her daughter to be a temporary partner. While smiling and saying to the two customers, the girl muttered and complained that her father only knew how to make money, so why didn't she and her friends go to the south of the city to watch lotus flowers.
Pei Qian settled the bill, Guo Zhujiu tasted a small mouthful, his eyes lit up in an instant, closed his eyes, and his face was full of happiness, "Wow, it's so delicious."
Pei Qian nodded and smiled, "It's delicious."
The clerks of the officials and neighbors or vendors of various types would greet them. These were not "officials" but also eating imperial grain. Most of them nodded and chatted. Some of them were young men who squatted in the shade of the wall to hide from the sun. They gnawed on watermelons. When they raised their heads, they could not hide their envy in their eyes. If there was the Beiya cavalry team with a brocade robe covered with armor and slowly rode past the horse, the young men stared at the standard waist knife around their waists. When the cavalry team passed by, they whispered, saying that the cavalry who had just passed must have killed the most people on the battlefield. Some people said that the murderous aura was the heaviest. Some people said that it was the one who hung on their tail and looked at the laziest shoulders, and the most capable people...
They would also talk about the new national master and the tributes of the Dashou Dynasty. They were well-informed and said that last night, His Majesty the Emperor and the new national master stood at the top of the outer city.
When talking about these temples and horizons, the city teenagers had a glory in their eyes, "What will the national teacher Chen Ping'an do today, I will definitely do it tomorrow."
But when several beautiful girls walked by together, they chewed the watermelon and whistled. One of the girls immediately turned around and glared at him. The boys were stunned and ran away. They were the daughter of Master Xu in the school! They didn't recognize such heavy powder on their faces...
Pei Qian didn't understand why his master said that during a long journey, he would be particularly happy as long as he heard someone talking or admired Wen Sheng's articles.
When she could often hear others talking about her master, she gradually understood.
Since tomorrow is May 5th, the sales of realgar wine are naturally needless to say. Every household has to hang aihu Pu sword to exorcise evil spirits to avoid ghosts, and it cannot cost a lot of money. If you are hard-working, you don’t even have to spend money. If you are a middle-aged family, according to custom, you will go to the nearby palaces and temples, buy a few Five Thunder Heavenly Master Talismans at a low price with the Taoist masters, or invite a picture of Wang Lingguan hanging in red ink... So some very business vendors think that this is just a celebration of the national master. It is better to draw a veritable sword immortal’s picture of killing evil in the face of the new national master? Are you still worried about selling? Are you worried about the price? Are you worried about doing it?
The shop that opened the door to welcome guests early this morning began to sell piles of sword immortal pictures with thick cinnabar and ink fragrance. Fortunately, the identity and name of the national master were not written directly.
This scared the officials of the two county governments, Changning County and Yongtai County, and were crazy about money?!
Han Yi, who was still "Agent" hanged, was so angry that he almost jumped up. Yichi Lane was so noisy that Han Yi had not slept all night, and it was more than Wei Hong who knocked on the door in the middle of the night?
Wang Yongjin changed his normal behavior and did not act recklessly. Instead, he personally took the officials to leave several leading merchants, persuading them not to act so recklessly, and just give up on a few admonitions.
He ordered another ice bowl that was cheap and good, and Guo Zhujiu said tentatively: "Senior sister, I heard that the capital city has a unique feature, called bean juice..."
Pei Qian immediately said, "If you want to eat, I will not be with you, but I can pay for a treat. It is not a problem to drink a few bowls."
The old chef had done it on his journey before. I remember that the master was the first to support the bowl and tasted it. He said it was very distinctive. He then encouraged a little black charcoal with his eyes. The latter was inexplicably in the underworld. He pinched his nose and raised his head to dry the bowl. He closed his mouth and stretched out his thumb. Wei Hailiang, the most suspicious, then took a sip, nodded slightly, smacked his lips, and ummed it. Lu Baixiang and Sui's right followed the suspiciousness. The former frowned instantly and had a murderous face. The latter's cheeks were bulging and covered his mouth quickly. What's wrong with it... The old chef looked at the old chef with a complacent look and felt very accomplished.
Guo Zhujiu nodded, "I don't believe there is something more unpalatable than vinegar fish in the world. Besides, the people in the capital are good at this, and there is always a reason for him. I think it's the same way as the folded ear root."
Pei Qian narrowed his eyes and smiled, "No one stopped you from drinking soy juice."
Although Guo Zhujiu's ideas and words were very imaginative, I have to admit that Guo Zhujiu's sense of proportion is still very good. She had whispered some good sisters' boudoir in the sea of clouds before, but Pei Qian really didn't want to go to Ai Aizhou to relax. She had a good memory and didn't have good memories. After seeing the scenery, there was no newness. Guo Zhujiu promised that she had a way. Since she didn't want to go to Ai Aizhou and didn't want to go back to Tongyezhou, she just wanted to stay by her side. Their senior sisters happened to have a companion, so this happened. But Guo Zhujiu's nonsense that happened to be Guo Zhujiu's sudden idea was too unexpected to Pei Qian. After all, she was a woman, so how could she not be annoyed?
Guo Zhujiu asked: "Since I don't like Liu Youzhou, how about Cao Qinglang? Judging from the evidence and clues of my success, it seems that no one in our Shandao Mountain doesn't like him."
Pei Qian shook his head, "I only feel guilty for him."
Guo Zhujiu's eyes lit up, "That's Li Huai?"
These two are probably the most acceptable "prospective son-in-law" that Master is relatively the most acceptable? No matter what, they are all aware of the truth, and they are really the "father-in-law" who watches them grow up.
Pei Qian said helplessly: "He is like a neighbor who has been playing crazy with him since childhood. When he grew up, he met. You look at me and I look at you, and they are so embarrassed that they are sting their feet."
Guo Zhujiu asked tentatively: "The old man from Taihui Sword Sect?"
Pei Qian had a dark face and didn't even want to say anything.
Guo Zhujiu rubbed her chin, "Then there is nothing to do. It's still the master who is right, why are you anxious about?"
Pei Qian rubbed Guo Zhujiu's head, "The little head contains so many love for children, why don't you find one by yourself?"
Guo Zhujiu smiled and said, "I will always find it, what are you anxious about? Haha, the big white goose is right. When he thinks of who we will get married in the future, his husband looks red with his eyes, he feels..."
Pei Qian narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh? What does he think?"
Guo Zhujiu said, "Forget it. Look at my memory."
Guo Zhujiu deliberately passed by a martial arts hall that covers a large area and was drinking. Pei Qian heard a familiar loud voice inside. Just as Guo Zhujiu was about to say that the person who broke the scene was coming, he was pulled away by Pei Qian and invited her to drink a bowl of iced sour plum soup.
Guo Zhujiu hugged the back of his head with both hands, walked swayingly, and said seriously: "Senior Brother Cui told me three views. I didn't agree with it at the beginning. After thinking about it, I didn't think of a reason to refute it, so I had to admit it."
Pei Qian said, "Let's listen."
Guo Zhujiu said: "First, don't always think about helping our master in the near future. We are the biggest help if we don't help. As for how long it will take in the near future, it's not yet decided."
"Second, Luopo Mountain is not another place. Those who truly understand this world and love you know any so-called bold words and what any feat means."
"Senior Brother Cui finally said that his husband has worked very hard. If we are students and disciples, don't make things difficult. Practice boxing and practice well in the near future, it is better than anything else."
Pei Qian said in confusion: "Why did he just say these words to you?"
Guo Zhujiu smiled and said, "This question is not the case at all, Senior Sister Pei. It is obvious that I can reason better. Otherwise, if you have the temper, who dares to get close to make it boring."
Pei Qian smiled and said, "It seems to be right."
Pei Qian said: "I stayed in the National Master's Mansion just to play, but you need to take over Rongyu. It is not impossible to cross Rongyu directly."
Guo Zhujiu frowned, "Ah? What does it mean? It's not my best dealing with people."
Pei Qian glared and said, "What a fool to pretend to be stupid?"
Guo Zhujiu said, "But I have already made up my mind to assist the ruler in a long time. Xie Gou and Konghou formed a small hill just to recruit soldiers and build a foundation early, so that they can successfully serve as the second ruler in the history of Luopo Mountain. They are selfless and selfless in distinguishing loyalty and treacherous, and are not in a favorable manner. If anyone falls into my hands, don't blame me and Sister Nianxin for learning real skills. No one can help plead with mercy, it's hard to use it!"
Pei Qian rubbed his forehead.
Guo Zhujiu whispered: "Suppose, just assume. Don't deliberately dislike Liu Youzhou's family just because they are too rich."
"Don't be scared away from Ai's admiration because of guilt."
"Don't be unfamiliar when you grow up because you were too familiar with me when you were a child."
"Right, Senior Sister Pei?"
Guo Zhujiu is not very old, but she has seen many farewells, and all the farewells in her hometown are often only related to "life and death".
So she knows more about what it means to drink with her head, and it seems that too many people don’t have time to say too much.
Pei Qian smiled and said, "It's also the truth that the big white goose said?"
Guo Zhujiu shook her head, "What I said myself are all 'unreasonable truths'."
Pei Qian asked curiously: "Why does Xie Gou like to hang out with you?"
Regarding this question, it is hard to understand. On the side of Luopo Mountain, it is not just Pei Qian?
Guo Zhujiu said, "I promised her to teach me some Taoism."
Pei Qian asked, "What?"
Guo Zhujiu had to repeat it.
Pei Qian frowned, what is the reason?
Guo Zhujiu thought for a while and said, "Perhaps Senior Bai Jing is very lonely. Apart from liking Mr. Xiaomo, all she can do is to find a woman who is almost as proud as her. I pretended to be such a girl who was misunderstood by her as a fellow student."
Pei Qian said, "It's not easy to pretend when you are Xie Gou, right?"
Guo Zhujiu looked at her carefully for a moment and nodded, "Maybe I am just a proud and beautiful girl."
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It’s good to enjoy the cool under the sycamore trees, and you can spend a while of summer.
Song He whispered: "National Master, then I'll make up for it. Place the location of the three-party alliance in Lu's capital?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and smiled, "Crown Prince Cao Yan is indeed smart."
Song He sighed. If his eldest prince Song Geng had such insight and courage, why would the position of Crown Prince of Dali remain empty until now?
The second Central Earth Daduan Dynasty, the third Baopingzhou Dali Song clan, and the tenth Beiju Luzhou Dayuan Lu clan, are all among the top ten dynasties in Haoran, and are about to sign an alliance.
Where to choose the venue for the alliance, the capital of which country it is, becomes a big and small problem.
Crown Prince Lu Jun is of course biased towards the Dali Song clan, whose master serves as the national teacher. His own Lu clan is at the bottom, so what's the point?
After receiving the reply written by his father and emperor, Cao Yi sent a letter to send a flying sword, suggesting it to be placed in the Chongxuan Office in the capital of the Dayuan Dynasty. To be precise, it was placed in Beijuluzhou.
Emperor Daduan thought it was feasible. Instead of making trouble with the Song family of Dali in this kind of matter, it would be better for both sides to give each other a step and give the greatest face to the Lu family and Beiju Luzhou.
In this way, Dayuan Lu's heart was also happy. Since Beiju Luzhou values chivalrousness and good face, then our Dali Song family will give this face, which is what Beiju Luzhou deserves.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Your Majesty is time to travel across continents."
Song He joked: "I heard that the people there are tough and the least reliable building is Zushitang. I am afraid that if I go there, it will be embarrassing."
Chen Ping'an's eyes shining and said, "Believe me, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty of Dali can definitely walk horizontally in Beijuluzhou, which is more effective than the title of Sword Immortal and Ascension Realm."
In the entire Haoran world, only the emperor of the Dali Dynasty of Baopingzhou will receive this treatment.
Because the Dali Dynasty never disappointed Beijuluzhou, it never made the generous death of so many sword cultivators meaningless.
Song He was actually looking forward to this long trip and nodded and said, "Then let's go to Beijuluzhou to have a look."
Chen Ping'an reminded: "Your Majesty, Chunshan Academy and Linlu Academy should expand the scale of recruiting students from the south as much as possible and lower the threshold for admission. You cannot study Guanhu Academy."
Song He deeply agreed, "These two academies have completed scholars who returned to their hometowns, and the southern border troops who returned from the wilderness battlefield in the future will decide the true hearts of Dali in Baopingzhou. National Master, please rest assured. I will ask the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Revenue to give a practical plan in the near future. Not only those scholars who study, but also have to hire a large number of masters with real talents and knowledge in the south to enter the two academies together. If possible, they will also contact the three Confucian academies in Tongyezhou and the Chunru Chen family of Nanposaozhou, and invite Hongxue Master to come to the academy to teach. This expense is impossible to save."
Chen Ping'an said: "I may personally take over the teaching of two academies by myself, so I will ask Your Majesty for the identity of the deputy director of Chunshan Academy in advance."
Song He asked, "It's just the deputy mountain commander of Chunshan Academy? Not the mountain commander? If it's just the deputy mountain commander, it's also the deputy mountain commander of the two academies, right?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I am a monk at the foot of the mountain and I have no clones. Why doesn't Your Majesty be a deputy mountain commander?"
Song He tsk and complained: "National Master, what are your suggestions? What can I teach them how to be emperors? The subtitle of the lecture notes is called 'Ten Lectures on Rebellion'?"
Chen Ping'an laughed loudly.
The court did not accept the resignation of Dong Hu, the Minister of Rites. On the contrary, Chen Ping'an called the old minister and took the Dali military ferry to Changchun Palace together.
Dong Hu stood at the bow of the boat with the national master, overlooking the "My country and my family's beautiful mountains". It was so beautiful. Mr. Dong knew that there were not many opportunities like this. After all, he was old, and Dali accompanied Luojing, the capital of Luojing, was not a place where the third and fourth-rank Beijing officials went to the place where the elderly were "added titles and salary" were supported. This time, the national master deliberately brought himself to leave Beijing to do business, which was actually a decent gift. In the future, when His Majesty the Emperor considered the "posthumous title" of Dong Hu, the Minister of Rites, he would probably be promoted to a higher level?
Dong Hu wanted to say something several times but stopped, and wanted to say something, but the young national teacher smiled and patted the old minister on the arm, indicating that he would not have to see him.
I still remember that I went to the town of Lizhu Cave to be responsible for the "Tiantuan". Then Donghu visited the blacksmith shop of the military saint Ruan Qiong on the banks of the Longxu River. During this period, I was deeply impressed by the cold young man who worked in short-term work. He followed the rules and was responsible. Afterwards, he learned about the general experience of the local young man. Donghu was still strange. He really hadn't read a book for a day? It is important to know that the most particular thing in the officialdom is just a time? How many people in the public ranks never touched the edge of these two words in their entire lives.
However, what Dong Hu was most shocked at that time was the close relationship between the short-term worker boy and Ruan Qiong's daughter. Dong Hu thought it was interesting at that time. It was obvious that he wanted to start a good start and make a fortune. Especially when he learned that Ruan Qiong had personally come forward to protect himself, he asked the boy to buy two shops and several hills with those bags of gold and copper coins. Dong Hu felt that it might be that Ruan Qiong was not optimistic about the young man's origin, so he used this relatively implicit method to dispel the young man and let the other party stop being foolish?
Hey, how many "who ever thought" in life?
Dong Hu put away these thoughts and smiled: "National Master, don't you say hello to Changchun Palace in advance? Don't say anything about official articles that are good at making a splash, you must always ask them to prepare more fruits, snacks, immortal tea and wine."
It is reasonable for the new national teacher to go to Changchun Palace first. After all, Changchun Palace is the true minister of the Song Dynasty in the Dali Dynasty, and has successfully helped the Song Dynasty in the Dali Dynasty through that most difficult period of creation.
Looking back to the past, the military ferry of the Lu Dynasty, the sect leader, often swaggered across various vassal states and deliberately moored at various ferries, but the purpose was not to use the Dali Sword Boat to shock the southern countries. Those ferries were just to seek wealth, or even to buy and sell official positions, and it was done on the boat. By the way, sleeping a few young and beautiful noble women was not too much. The Song family of Dali was humiliated many times, and the reason was simple. They were too poor and there was too little oil and water to be plundered.
Chen Ping'an said: "No need to say hello, there is no serious matter to talk about. It's just a matter of reminiscing with the Changchun Palace instead of the court, so that they can have a reassurance. It's better to make it simple, so that they can't get busy. As a result, I and Mr. Dong and I left just by having a cup of tea."
Dong Hu smiled and said, "The scenery of Changchun Palace is good. In fact, the national teacher can take a few more steps. We may not take a quarter of an hour, but we can make the Changchun Palace genealogy monks recite for several years, or even decades."
Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Okay."
In fact, the last time Lin Shouyi went into seclusion in Changchun Palace, Chen Ping'an had already visited the secret landscape with the beautiful scenery with Wei Bo, but he did not show up.
After a moment of silence, Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I will ask them for some pots of Changchun wine for Mr. Dong at that time."
Dong Hu asked in a low voice: "Teacher, do you need to get half of the drink?"
Chen Ping'an said in confusion: "Does Minister Dong come from the Ministry of Revenue?"
After Dong Hu smiled, he couldn't help but say regretfully: "What a pity Mu Yan."
Chen Ping'an said: "Mu Yan, Wei Lei and others are nothing worth pity."
At this moment, a talisman boat rushed to the sky. As soon as it was about to continue to approach the Dali military fleet, there were more than a dozen sword lights, and the talisman treasure light shining on the talisman boat.
There are also several secret bed crossbows made by the Mo family, which have been quietly aimed at this talisman boat, and are specifically targeted on the battlefield to target the earth immortal demon clan that has a huge body. The arrows engraved with cumbersome cloud seals are as thick as green arms, and the phrase "power is like a flying sword" is by no means a compliment. Apart from the consumption of a lot of natural materials and earth treasures, it has no disadvantages.
Of course, he knew the power of the Dali military's ferry. The other party hurriedly stopped Fu Zhou. A young man with a jade-like face stood at the bow of the boat, bowed his hand and asked loudly: "Master Chen is on the boat?"
Further away, several female cultivators rode snow-white cranes, and did not forget to use the immortal method to arrest the sea of clouds to cover their bodies. They were very excited and looked at the movement here.
The fleet ignored it.
The Fu Zhou had to continue to keep up, but he knew to keep a distance.
Dong Hu stretched out his hand to cover his eyebrows and stared at him with wide eyes. Is this?
The young man Fu Zhou refused to give up and began to sign up for himself, "My younger generation, Yan You, is from Jinlu Mansion of Ziyanhe, and is a martial artsman. He wants to ask Master Chen for advice, so he begs the national teacher to take the time to see him and give him advice."
Dong Hu was amused and smiled and said, "The young man was so crazy. Is he going to be a name or a life?"
The small Taoist temple in Ziyanhe Jinlu Mansion is the second-rate mansion on the mountain in Baopingzhou, but it is very good at winning over relationships. The ancestors travel or their disciples are training, and they like to form cliques the most. The Taoist temples that were close to the family in several adjacent mountains, the first Yuanying and three golden elixirs were indeed a top force that should not be underestimated at that time, so even the Changchun Palace, which the Song family of Dali is extremely trusted and trusted. If the old minister remembers correctly, the Jinguan ancestor of Ziyanhe once suffered a lot from the hands of Saint Ruan, but has not yet been able to leave the seclusion. Isn't that long enough memory?
The reason why the Dali Rites Ministry is ranked higher than the other four departments is largely because the Ministry of Rites also manages the mountain fairy palace of a country. In addition, the matter of enthroning the gods of mountains and rivers is also the responsibility of the Ministry of Rites, so Dong Hu is still very prestigious in Baopingzhou. Dong Hu was just a little puzzled, the martial artist Yan You? Why haven’t you heard of such a person in Ziyan River?
Chen Ping'an explained with a smile: "He is a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm who has just broken through the realm."
Dong Hu laughed silently, "Golden Body Realm? It's okay to fight a few Dong Hu. I'll ask the national teacher where to discuss boxing?"
The old minister can understand that he takes shortcuts for fame and fortune, but he can't afford to lose half his life.
However, it is indeed unexpected that a young martial artist in the Golden Body Realm could emerge from Ziyan River.
Dong Hu narrowed his eyes, raised his arms and stretched out his hand, and called out a military lieutenant by the ferry. This military monk from Fengxue Temple, who came from Dali to the lieutenant, walked to the old minister.
Dong Hu said, "Zhou Gong, check, how could the other party intercept our ferry so on time? If Yan You didn't ask clearly, he went to ask Master Jinguan. If he couldn't ask clearly, he would ask the ancestors of the sect where the female cultivators were located carefully. He would like to copy the detailed confessions and hand them to the Shanshui Department of the Ministry of Rites, the Investigation Department of the Ministry of Justice and the Piyun Mountain Inspection Department."
Zhou Gong clasped his fists and said, "The last general will take the order."
When the captain Zhou Gong and the ferry were about to take action, Dong Hu smiled and said, "National Master, I must introduce that this famous Zhou Zhengwei in our Dali border army is a military monk in the Big Saur Gully Valley in Fengxue Temple, and the bottleneck of the golden elixir. From north to south, from south to north, he experienced countless big and small battles and had outstanding military achievements, but he liked to play some mechanisms, so he stayed on the ferry. His biggest dream in his life was to take charge of a sword boat. Old Secretary Shen of the Ministry of War never nodded and said to take a look. Fengxue Temple always wanted him to go back and serve as the second-in-commander of the Zushitang lineage, but Zhou Gong just refused. If he was placed in the local area, not to be a deputy general of a state, and to go to a vassal state to serve as the Minister of War."
Zhou Gong said straightforwardly: "The National Master, I must explain a few words at the end. I am not familiar with Mr. Dong. Before boarding this time, neither of us had met or spoken."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Zhou Gong, you go back to the Ministry of War to find the Right Minister of the Wu Wangcheng. Just say that the Jianzhou belongs to the first secret of Dali. You really cannot escape the genealogy of Fengxue Temple. Naturally, you understand this. However, Dong Hu, the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, is willing to be your guarantor, so that they can discuss this matter within the Ministry of War. With the result, let the Ministry of War say hello to the National Commander Office and record a file."
Dong Hu smiled and said, "This guarantor who was personally driven by the national master to put it on the shelves, Dong Hu, the Ministry of Rites, is the guarantor of Zhou, the future Zhou's 'boat master' of a large sword boat. Dong saved up his official voice for a lifetime and enjoyed his grandchildren's pension salary. But it depends on whether Zhou Gong is greedy or honest, mediocre or inaction or achievement."
Zhou Gong was so energetic that he clasped his fists and said, "I must let Mr. Dong brag with his friends in the future. What a recommendation in the past, and his wisdom in identifying people!"
Dong Hu raised his chin and hinted that Zhou Gong, who was not enlightened, chose your military ferry as the main ship of the fleet. Could it be that the National Division Office and the Ministry of War simply captured lots?
Zhou Gong understood it, but just grinned. He was a rough man and really couldn't say those words that he thought he was suspected of flattery.
Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "If Yan You is indeed a talented person, let him follow you and experience it first."
Zhou Gong asked: "National Master, if Yan You is confirmed to be available, but the Ziyan River is in chaos and smoky condition, will it be a mess?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Look at it separately first, and you will have the opportunity to watch it together in the future. I guess the Ministry of Rites like Mr. Dong will not need to mix with other people's housework. It only takes seven, eight or ten years to over, during this period, Ziyan River, which has no headless head, can turn turbid into clear. Zhou Gong, during this period, you can act according to the opportunity. The Ministry of War and the Ministry of Rites allow you to act cheaply and dismantle the three fairy palaces including Ziyan River, young against decay, mellow against shrewdness, and real power against false reputation. At the same time, you can also have both public and private, see if there is any chance to help the giant salamander gorge in Fengxue Temple find several suitable Taoist embryos. It is not necessary to reply to a letter from home like now, and it is difficult to write a secret letter."
Zhou Gong sincerely clasped his fists and said, "The national teacher is very smart."
Chen Ping'an said: "Planning is all about hanging ideas, whether it is high or not is smart or not."
Zhou Gong nodded and said, "The words of the national teacher are even more brilliant."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Go and take your fist."
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Luopo Mountain, Zushan Jiling Peak.
Under the leadership of the ruler, sixteen young girls from all over Baopingzhou climbed to the top of the mountain. It is said that the temple without golden statues was once the mountain god temple that the imperial court had been sealed by the imperial court, looking far away from Baiyu Square. Before they climbed the mountain, they were still the "hometown" of the mountain, and they were still the unknown disciples of Juyu Mountain, and they even had no copper coins to Yu Mountain. However, after today, they became the unknown disciples of Juyu Mountain, all of which were unknown, but it was a world of difference.
Let them stroll around the square and enjoy the scenery for a quarter of an hour. The palm of the palm clapped his palms, signaling everyone to come, and smiled and said, "After a while, your respective preachers, boxers, Huaying Peak, Gan Cixi, Cen, and Zheng, will also give a list of Jisefeng Patriarch Hall, and will decide who can become official outer disciples of Luopo Mountain. The mountain master has already said that he has no specific quota requirements. It is okay, it is okay, and it is no problem for a jumping fish mountain to include sixteen people in the genealogy together. If it is not possible, it is not possible, and there is no problem for all sixteen people to be eliminated."
The girl Wu Chen asked softly: "Master of the Lawyer, can I ask how long it will take to 'a period of time'?"
Zhanglu Changming smiled and said, "Of course I can ask, I won't agree."
Wu Chen said oh, but he didn't think there was any problem. As the master of the law, he said whatever he said.
My good friend Chai Wu once reminded her privately that in Luopo Mountain, she can talk to anyone but her brain. When she sees our master of law, she should be more careful and not too casual.
Yuan Huang and his friend Wujiang were also enjoying the scenery on the top of the mountain, but Zheng Dafeng called him to ask about the latest situation.
Yuan Huang Miyu smiled and said, "Master Zheng, Master has taught me a breathing technique, an annotated version of the Shansha Fist Book, and a "Strange Swordsmanship."
Zheng Dafeng nodded and said, "It seems that the Lord of the Mountain treats you very well. He still values you, the new apprentice. This breathing technique is not high, but it is of great origin. On the mountain, it is a food supplement rather than a medicine supplement. You should not be taken lightly. In addition, especially the sword technique is serious. You must carefully understand the true meaning of it. You can tell the name that the martial arts secret book is amazing. I guess your master dare not say that you have already understood the divine meaning."
Yuan Huang looked as usual, and nodded with a smile.
Wujiang looked playful. Isn’t this "Strange Swordsmanship" compiled by you, Zheng Dafeng, and you are here to boast about us, Wang Po, right?
Yuan Huang is loyal and asked Chen Jianxian if he could be transferred to him. Chen Jianxian was even more arrogant and said there was no problem.
Zheng Dafeng reached out and pressed the two dog heads, and smiled and said, "Everyone practice boxing well. When you go down the mountain, if you see a suitable woman, remember to help Brother Zheng pay more attention."
The long-lasting life of the ruler let Gan Tang and Cen Yuanji take them to the Jisefeng Zushi Hall Square to stroll around.
She came to Zheng Dafeng herself, and Zheng Dafeng was not used to getting along with this sister Lingchun. She always felt so scared that she hurriedly applied oil to meet Cen Yuanji and the others.
The ruler looked at the two young rangers from the Blessed Land of Lotus. They were both from barbarians in the south of Songlai Kingdom. Yuan Huang had family studies and was good at iron spears. It was a typical method of fighting on the battlefield. However, when he was young, his family encountered a sudden disaster and almost destroyed the family. Only the young Yuan Huang was taken by an old servant to escape from heaven. On the way to escape, he learned a breathing technique by himself. When he was practicing, he did not lose his spear skills. Therefore, whether it was practicing or practicing martial arts, his foundation was excellent. The swordsman Wujiang prefers to travel around the world, and he is not very interested in learning masters and learning arts, and he has no thoughts about learning immortal methods. However, Yuan Huang is determined to stay in the Luopo Mountain, and he also believes that the mountain master is the master. Now he can become a master, which is what he wants.
Changming is quite optimistic about Yuan Huang, but it is not qualifications, but his character.
According to the archive records, the boy once sneaked into the official residence of the enemy on a snowy night. He used the ancestral iron spear to penetrate the enemy's head, overturned it to the ground, and then stomped off the head. He found a long bun with a long rope tied to the enemy's head. The boy broke through the siege with a rope in one hand and dragged the gun in the other, and disappeared into the heavy snowy night. It was like the title written in the novel "Romance of the Jianghu", which was so good that he could resolve the wrongs and avenge the heads.
Zhanglu Changming asked with a smile: "Yuan Huang, are you interested in coming to our Zhanglu lineage?"
Her personal disciple Nalan Yudie will definitely not be suitable for a monk in the future, so it would be great to be a small accountant.
Yuan Huang shook his head, "The master of the law is not something I am not interested in, it is because I am naturally not suitable because I am not cruel enough."
The palm ruler Changming smiled and said, "From your resume, I have endured humiliation for many years. Isn't it extremely straightforward and ruthless to take revenge on the snowy night?"
Yuan Huang still shook his head, "That's to look at enemies. In this down-and-out mountain, they are all acquaintances and family members, so I'm prone to being soft-hearted."
Changming was silent for a moment, nodded with a smile, "It was not very certain, but now I think you are really suitable."
Yuan Huang was speechless.
Wujiang said tentatively: "Master of the Law, if I join the genealogy of Luopo Mountain, do you think it is appropriate to become the Law of the Law?"
Changming smiled and said, "You are more suitable to hang out with Zheng Dafeng, Zhong Qian and others. I believe you can have some prospects and martial arts achievements."
Wu Jiang said helplessly: "What are you doing in such a tactful way? Isn't it better to just say that I'm not smart enough?"
Long Ming, who had his sleeves with both hands, said: "Whether you are a Taoist or a martial man, today's personality is both a decisive and a self-confidence. There are five heavens and five people. Yuan Huang and Wujiang, don't look down on yourself in the future."
Yuan Huang was thinking, but Wujiang only listened to a good word, with a bright smile, and wanted to hold his fists and thank him a few words, and then say a few words that he could hear, such as whether the rumors about Chief Zhou and the Master of the Lawyer are true... Yuan Huang didn't know Wujiang's temper, so he immediately stretched out his hand to tie his neck, said goodbye to the Lawyer for a long time, and forced him away, and never gave Wujiang a chance to talk nonsense.
Books are written in Lake Palace and Liudao, Zhenjing Sect.
Jiang Shangzhen looked at the secret library of the sects where there were not a few treasures left, "Good guy, you run so fast, the path is really wild, it's really hard to guard against thieves."
Cui Dongshan gloated and said, "Deputy Minister Zhou, what should I do now?"
Jiang Shangzhen rolled up his sleeves and put all the remaining treasures in his pocket. He said with great righteousness: "What should I do? What else can I do? The reason why the sect leader Liu Laocheng rebelled from the True Realm Sect is unknown. Anyway, all the treasures have been swept away, so I can only report to the sect truthfully."
Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "Liu Laocheng is still a master of things. He knows that he has left a few magic weapons for you to steal. Even if you don't keep up with the thief, it's actually easy to do the accounting."
Jiang Shangzhen nodded and said, "It's a pity that Liu Laocheng can't be used by me. Liu Zhuo's good luck. Tianyao Township has such an arm to help him, and he is really like a tiger's wings."
Cui Dongshan said: "When you have figured out how to touch those old Tong Yezhou boys?"
The old immortal Tongyezhou who had tried to sneak away from the colorful world, the martial arts master, was thrown out with a sleeve by the Confucian saint who was sitting in the sky, and Chen Ping'an helped him throw it back to Tongyezhou.
There are twelve heroes, each with high moral character and high reputation, and must have a realm and fame. They are three Nascent Soul Realm monks, seven Golden Body Realm martial artists, and two far-distance realm.
Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said, "When they arrived at Shujianhu, they would like to express their thoughts to them with Shujianhu's style."
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The Dali Border Army fleet was divided into two groups. Chen Ping'an and Dong Hu arrived at the Xianjia Ferry of Changchun Palace. The Changchun Palace Maid Cultivator, who was in charge of the ferry, immediately appeared. They were soon shocked by the scene. At the Changchun Palace, they were both surprised and frightened, and even more embarrassed. For a moment, they didn't know how to explain the current situation in Changchun Palace. The leader of the Longmen Realm gritted his teeth and immediately notified a direct disciple with his heart, asking her to go to the Ancestor Hall to inform the guardian of the blessed land with a secret method. He said that the national master had arrived and begged the ancestor to come out to welcome him.
Changchun Palace and Chen Ping'an are still very destined to be together. Not to mention the relationship between Wei Bo and the boat girl, Mi Da Jianxian once escorted a group of young female cultivators out for travel and helped to go to Fengxue Temple to ask for Wannian Pine. In the Changchun Palace, which has a very high seniority, she brought several disciples of the same vein and was the first foreign monk to enter Baofuzhai to do business in Niujiao Du. Not only did Chen Ping'an meet Gan Yi, the manager of the Liquan Ferry of Changchun Palace, but her senior brother Cui Xian also attended the opening ceremony of the Jindan female cultivator of Changchun Palace in two early years.
When he arrived at this beautiful ferry and got off the military ferry, Dong Hu learned that not only the Liquan ferry was outside, but Song Yu, the Supreme Elder of the Nascent Soul Realm for many years, and the contemporary palace master of her nephew, were in seclusion. To be precise, all the earth immortal cultivators in Changchun Palace have something to do at this moment. Dong Hu was so happy that he said, "National Master, it's okay, we can't even do it if we want red tape now."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I originally wanted to let the Liquan ferry take us back to the Gyeonggi ferry."
Dong Hu is an old official in the officialdom who has been in the public for decades. Knowing that the national master is not the kind of polite etiquette, he immediately said to the female cultivator at the ferry gate: "You don't have to spend a lot of effort to receive it. We came uninvited and never greeted you in advance. It is important that Master Linyou and the Palace Master went into seclusion, don't disturb them. The national master had a cup of tea with me and left."
The female cultivator insisted on notifying the ancestor Linyou and the palace master, that there was no reason why the national master and Mr. Dong arrived at the door of his house but there was no earth immortal to greet him.
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "The family does not speak two families. Changchun Palace and Dali can be said to be a good relationship between the two families. The seclusion of the earth immortal is the top priority and should not be played by him."
The female cultivator still insisted on her own opinion. Dong Hu frowned slightly and said, "Mao Yi, the national master said that it is important to retreat to the earth immortal. Why, you deliberately want our Ministry of Rites to owe you a ritual?"
You, our Ministry of Rites.
What Mr. Dong implies is that he should not mention the relationship between Changchun Palace and Dali or the national teacher. Now it is just a conversation between you, Mao Yi and Dong Hu, my Ministry of Rites.
The female cultivator was shocked and immediately changed her words, and then used her voice to let the direct disciple not inform the gang of the blessed land.
This ancient blessed land that has not been disclosed to the public is discovered by a coincidence of the Changchun Palace. It is of great importance. It only reported to the Dali National Master's Office. The Ministry of Rites was unclear and the Changchun Palace was not sure. However, since Cui Yan didn't say anything, I think the emperor and the Dali court would pass the imperial examination. In fact, the monks of Changchun Palace were of course very confident in facing any Dali official. The three emperors of the Dali Song clan regarded the Changchun Palace as a must-have place for "once occasionally going out for outings", and the Queen Mother Nanzhan even lived in seclusion here for many years.
Dong Hu glanced at the expressions of several female cultivators beside Mao Yi. The old minister sighed in his heart. Now he knew why the national master emphasized the first thing he had to do was to drink a cup of tea and left.
I guess if you give me more face, should one of them ask in person, when will our Changchun Palace be included in the Immortal Palace of Zongzi?
Confidence and conceit, politeness and arrogance are all neighbors separated by a line.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Mao Yi, since the land immortals of the noble school are in seclusion, I and Mr. Dong are just in the mountains. I have found a place to drink tea. I will ask you for ten jars of Changchun wine for Mr. Dong. As for myself, I will bring a pot of Lingqiu Spring Water back. Changchun wine has been famous for a long time, and I think the taste is ready-made. However, the Lingqiu Spring Water used to cook tea has to be a little troublesome, and carefully select the place to draw water."
Mao Yi hurriedly gave a blessing, and Yanran smiled and said, "I will never disappoint the national teacher."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "That's good."
Dong Hu pulled the corner of his mouth. As expected, generally speaking, the Taoist temples and officialdoms are absolutely incompatible.
After drinking a cup of tea at the ferry, the ferry brought ten jars of Changchun wine and a pot of clear spring water. Several military ferries in Dali set off for a short trip.
On the boat, Dong Hu sighed: "It's a blessing that the national teacher came out of the mountain."
Mao Yi was destined to not understand the previous words and could not chew the aftertaste, let alone the national teacher said to Song Yu and a few of them.
Changchun wine is the long-lasting incense between Changchun Palace and Dali Song Family. Lingqiu Spring Water is the foundation of your Changchun Palace, and the family style.
Fortunately, the national master also thought that Changchun Palace could coexist with the Song clan of Dali for a long time, and the incense would continue. Otherwise, there would be no need to say that at the ferry.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "If you know that a normal mind that is 'human hearts have always been like this', you will not suffer the disappointment of 'human hearts being like this'. Take your time."
Dong Hu clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your hard work in the national teacher."
Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing, "Is it hard to take a boat trip? Then if I tell you more insider information with Mr. Dong, wouldn't Mr. Dong have to talk about the 'hard work' along the way?"
There is no peace in the world in the sky, at most it will be a thoroughness.
If you want a world where the world is moving upward, you can’t just rely on “I believe” or “I hope”.
If you can't even manage the Dali Dynasty well, how can you talk about Baopingzhou or the wild battlefield?
Dong Hu sighed, "Teacher, how can you say that you have worked hard? Just talking about this point is not as good as Teacher Cui."
Chen Ping'an pointed at the old minister and joked: "Mr. Dong is an official and becomes a virgin."
Soon, a group of earth immortals in Changchun Palace came out of seclusion and left the ancient blessed land. They were all out. The Supreme Master Song Yu led the visit to meet the national master and requested to board the ship.
Dong Hu looked weird.
Chen Ping'an said to the ferry captain: "Tell me a message to Song Yu. I disappeared when I saw it. Everyone was busy. They said that the National Master's Mansion wished Changchun Palace in advance that there would be an additional Yupu Realm to be in charge of the temple. As for the name of the sect they were thinking about, the Dali court would definitely win the Changchun Palace, so that they just need to wait patiently for the news and wait for the double happiness to come."
The ancestor Song Yu, several fairy cultivators in the Changchun Palace, heard the words of the national master, all looked at each other and their hearts were shocked. Especially Song Yu looked sad and his hearts were unstable.
Song Yu is not a genealogical monk like Mao Yi who does not know the importance of the severity and interests of the ferry gate. He is very clear about the differences and similarities between the Dali Emperor and Xiuhu Cui Yan, the current emperor and the National Master Chen, and the world's situation.
A new Jindan Earth Immortal, she still couldn't help but say with grievance in her heart: "Even if Changchun Palace has misjudged etiquette and done something wrong, why does the national teacher have this..."
Song Yuli said with a look of her, "Shut up! Your lineage will be closed immediately and be jailed for thirty years!"
Song Yu is an old Yuanying with a very old Taoist age. Although she has the ability to keep her face, she is a middle-aged man and has a good appearance. The current palace master Lu Fanlu is Song Yu's nephew, but she is not from the Linyou lineage. The uncle Song Yu is an ordinary person, but she is extremely beautiful. Moreover, Lu Fanlu, who has just become a young Yuanying and is born in the first disciple of the founding ancestor of Changchun Palace, was also frightened and dissatisfied. "There is always a bit suspicious of breaking bridges across the river. It is better to act like Cui Xuan in this official style. If you have any dissatisfaction, just say it in person."
Song Yu sneered: "Lu Fanlu, except you, the rest will be gone. You will immediately call Gan Yi and Yan Bai back to Changchun Palace. Today we will hold the Zushi Hall to discuss matters and discuss the change of the palace master immediately!"
Lu Fanlu was shocked and looked slightly pale, "Uncle Linyou, do you really want to do such a decisive way?"
Song Yu was angry, you idiot, do you know how many Dali can speak in the small dynasty at this moment? It is very likely that he is staring at our words and actions?!
As expected by Song Yu, a god appeared on the side of the Dali Ferry. Wei Bo said calmly: "Lu Fanlu, you are really shameless."
If Cui Yan had not done it on purpose, you would have really found your fortune? If Wei Bo had not been given the instructions of the embroidered tiger and allowed to secretly add fuel to the fire, would Changchun Palace really be able to be easily obtained? Just talking about the battle of Baopingzhou, most of you Changchun Palace maids and cultivators were unwilling to go to the battlefield. In the Dali court, Dong Hu and the Ministry of Rites were nostalgic. They taught you to take the initiative to submit a memorial, and the wording could be more decisive. After that, the court told you not to waste your life. In the end, there were fewer Earth Immortal cultivators... which was equivalent to helping you silently dispel the potential criticism on the mountain.
When Lu Fanlu actually saw a god named himself in the Middle Earth Confucian Temple, he became timid in an instant.
The next moment, all the earth immortals who were retreating and practicing in the blessed land, including Song Yu and Lu Fanlu, were all transported by Wei Bo and were placed in a cabin official hall.
A man in blue shirt squatted on the ground. For some reason, he squatted on the ground, lifted up a corner of the squid spread on the floor with his fingers, let go of his fingers, stood up, and clapped his palms.
It is not the kind of colorful lichen that sells the best-selling continent, but it is just a carpet made of ordinary materials, which looks a little old. And looking at the dust marks, it is not temporarily replaced by a ferry.
Dong Hu was too lazy to look at the female cultivators, but just continued the previous topic with the national teacher and smiled: "So the Dali border army cried poor, and the officials of the Ministry of Revenue have always been helpless. Is it really poor?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Song Changjing has made great contributions."
Chen Ping'an looked at the terrified Lu Fanlu and smiled and said, "Do you know what the real official accent means?"
Just as Song Yu was about to speak, Chen Ping'an raised his palm and signaled not to interrupt. An old Yuanying who was about to break through the realm and enter the fifth realm of his body, a golden elixir was frozen like ice, and a Yuanying was sleeping like a sensation, making Song Yu unable to say a word.
Chen Ping'an reached out to hold the chair handle, clenched his fists with one hand, and said calmly: "The Dali court has given you an ancient blessed land, and has given you the most transcendent status, reputation and honorary treatment in Baopingzhou. Since I am the successor of the national teacher, I will give you another sect. Dali will be in Changchun Palace, even if the kindness and righteousness are complete. I will ask you Changchun Palace to get out of Baopingzhou and wander around here. You can't go to Beijuluzhou, Tongyezhou, Aiaizhou and Nanposazhou. There is no need for me to say anything to Dali, so no one dares to take you in. You either find an island on the sea to settle down and reopen the mountain, or try your luck to see if a dynasty in the Middle Earth God Island is willing to take you in. After that, I want to see if there is a genealogical monk in Baopingzhou who dares to drink a pot of Changchun wine publicly."
Those immortals in Changchun Palace were extremely shocked by these murderous words, as if the Taoist scholars were in seclusion in advance to welcome the "Heavenly Tribulation"...
When they truly faced this new national teacher of Dali, they knew what the "official power" that was superimposed on various identities.
Chen Ping'an just stared at the palace master who started to tremble involuntarily, "To figure out one thing, whether you are Lu Fanlu or Mao Yi, you are just one of the genealogical monks of Changchun Palace, but you are not the real Changchun Palace. You are all just lucky people who are lying on the merit book to enjoy happiness. According to the National Master's Archives, there were only Song Yu left in the Changchun Palace monks who drove the Liquan ferry to treat the Dali Song family drought and flood disasters. The decent I gave was to give you the Dali meritorious achievements in the portraits of the Changchun Palace Zushi Hall. If you enter the Zushi Hall, I will burn incense and respect them and will be the responsibility of the Dali National Master. But what face do I need to show you Lu Fan?"
Lu Fanlu knelt down with a plop and said in tears: "National Master, I know I'm wrong."
Wei Bo sneered and said, "No, you just know that you will be expelled from the sect and the Taoist system will no longer exist."
Lu Fanlu kowtowed like pounding garlic.
Song Yu shouted angrily: "Lu Fanlu, enough!"
Chen Ping'an asked, "Song Yu, are you not really wrong?"
Song Yu was silent for a moment, "Song Yu is willing to take responsibility with all his strength and beg the national master not to take his anger on Changchun Palace."
Dong Hu rubbed his forehead and was helpless. The national master and Dali were full and kept venting their anger on what you did in Changchun Palace? Is it fun?
Wei Bo looked even more gloomy and turned to look at the sea of clouds outside the window.
Chen Ping'an said, "Let's go back, clean up, take away whatever you can, and leave Baopingzhou."
Song Yu's face was confused.
A female Jindan cultivator who had just broken through the realm of the blessed land and was stable suddenly said, "Master, give us another one year for Changchun Palace, half a year."
Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Why?"
She was not timid and looked at the powerful Master Dali and said slowly: "As far as we young generation disciples of Changchun Palace feel that the Supreme Elder, the Palace Master, and the others do something bad, and the wrong things, there are hidden dangers that they themselves are unaware of, but have far-reaching impacts. But we heard, saw, and noticed them. In fact, we did not want the Changchun Palace to wander around here. In fact, we did not want the National Master and the Dali Court to be wandering here.
With the cultivation level and vision of the national teacher, of course, it doesn’t matter whether he will have a reputation of destroying bridges across the river. However, the Dali court has what it means, the Dali court, the embroidered tiger Cui Yan left to his junior brother, and inside and outside the officialdom. Moreover, the ancestors of Changchun Palace all wanted us disciples to go out and make achievements on their own, re-establish the incense with the Dali Song clan, and win a well-deserved immortal palace with the name of the Dali with our heart of Tao and the heart of the people of Dali."
Wei Bo withdrew his gaze and his eyes lit up. The little girl was very knowledgeable. Dong Hu quickly checked his memory and remembered that she was neither Linyou nor Lu Fanlu, so she was not in the Changchun Palace. However, she had good qualifications and was popular among the younger generation of monks. She was proficient in medical skills, had been to the battlefield of the accompanying capital, and stayed in Luojing for about three years. In addition, she did not leave too many resume files... Dong Hu had roughly figured it out, and the old minister smiled and was surprised.
Chen Ping'an said: "You are wrong. Dali reorganized the forces on the mountain, which is an imperative meaning. It is the most appropriate thing to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger. "
She thought about it seriously and nodded in recognition. It was because she had misunderstood.
Wei Bo joked: "I am very brave and dare to threaten the national teacher."
She smiled embarrassedly. She was impulsive just now, and she was not afraid of the world. She was still very scared now.
Chen Ping'an said: "I'll give you a year, so I'll wait and see?"
Her face turned pale in an instant, she just gritted her teeth and nodded with a sharp forehead.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will ask the Ministry of Justice to send a few followers to Changchun Palace to stop Song Yu or Lu Fanlu from being crazy, such as going crazy during retreat, so that you and your friends who are enterprising will die suddenly or disappear."
She stared blankly at the Dali National Master who was said to be in his forties. Is he good at reading minds?
Chen Ping'an said: "The head of the family is not so easy to be. I wish you a good luck."
After looking at Wei Bo, Wei Bo immediately nodded. He would definitely let the inspector's inspector's office be so elite female generals and officials stare at the other side at all times.
A special dispatch of a Dali military ferry was given to them and "escorted" them back to Changchun Palace.
Wei Bo smiled and said, "Don't feel tired. Master Cui started his family poorly and was only more laborious than you."
Chen Ping'an bowed and smiled, "I sincerely thanked the kind words of God of Wanyou for your kind comfort."
Dong Hu opened a pot of Changchun wine and drank it by himself. I wonder what the Dali Dynasty was like thirty years later.
Chen Ping'an said: "Mr. Dong, why not be a minister for a few more years?"
Dong Hu glared at the beard and stared at him, "National Master, at my age, I have been in the Ministry of Rites in the capital for many years. If I don't move, I will be scolded to death by those bastards..."
Chen Ping'an said: "I will be the Minister of Rites with Luojing, and I will be promoted if I don't get much."
Dong Hu hesitated a little and waved his hand, "Forget it."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Wen Min, resigned from his post as a minister, and retired from his post as a senior citizen, and retired from his post as a minister, "Wen Qing", which is several levels behind."
Dong Hu immediately put down his wine glass, stood up like a burning butt, and bowed: "The old horse is determined to be thousands of miles away, and his body is still very strong."
The posthumous titles given to civil and military officials in the Dali Dynasty were extremely strict. Many posthumous titles were not proposed by the Ministry of Rites. When it was the turn of the court to discuss, there were often some variables. If it was the posthumous titles that the emperor had personally drafted, there was no need for officials to think about what they were going on during their lifetime. They were almost one of the posthumous titles recognized by the government and the public, and their rankings did not fluctuate much. There were only two exceptions. Once, the "Wuxiang" of the general Su Gaoshan, and the "Wenzhong" who was awarded the titles after many years of extraordinary success after Liu Qingfeng, a accompanying capital, passed away.
Dong Hu took a big sip of wine, wiped his mouth, leaned his body towards the national master, and whispered: "The national master might as well say a few good words to Your Majesty. It would be impossible to give me a 'Wenzhen' directly. It would be just right for me. It would be a coincidence? In the next hundred and thousands of years, it will be a beautiful conversation between the Dali officialdom and the Shilin. In the future, the Beijing Ancientists will inevitably write a lot of ink and colorful writing. Hey, it was a coincidence. When my child was a child, my father said that a master had passed by to help me judge the character and judge the fate, saying that when I was crowned, I would have a late blessing... In this way, the fortune teller who advised people to be kind seemed to have a topic of conversation."
Wei Bo smiled and said, "Dong Libu is worthy of being a prodigy, and he is quick-witted. I think it seems that "Wenmin" is more suitable."
Dong Hu is the old god, and he is not worried at all. The old minister has a heartfelt saying that he can't say before drinking. Is the beauty of the posthumous title of civil servants and military generals in those two words? No, it's in the mountains and rivers.
Beside the decorative flower hairpins of the little girls in the capital, and among the sound of the children in rural schools, the people of Dali were not afraid of the gods and officials on the mountain, but in their hearts, they felt that our country was our family.
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Middle-earth Confucian Temple.
Master Li sat on the steps and sucked the clouds and mist, and the old scholar came here with a wine pot.
Master Li looked up at the sky and smiled and said, "Finally, the overall situation has finally been settled. It is a beautiful thing that I dare not even think about. What about you, the old scholar, how do you think?"
The old scholar shook the wine pot and said, "The taste of a hundred kinds of wine."
However, the old man's eyes and expression were a bit bitter in his voice.
Master Li smiled and said, "If I had students like you, I could wake up in my dreams."
The old scholar grabbed his beard and his wrinkled face gradually stretched out. He laughed and murmured, "Who said no?"
The Longquan Sword Sect is like the cliff on the top of Yi Peak, with large areas of burning clouds in the sky, and the sunset is as gorgeous as a brocade, dazzling.
Chen Ping'an and Gu Can sat cross-legged on Liu Xianyang's left and right, the famous Lizhu Cave Heaven "Liu Chengu". During the gathering and separation after leaving home, they each had their own sword-learning and studying Buddhism. The three young sect leaders who were all mud-legged, never dared to think too much about tomorrow and too big in the future. They once walked together on the ridges of their hometown. The tall boy at the front hugged the back of his head with his hands and said big words that he didn't believe in. The child walking in the middle was sniffing. Finally, the dark and thin boy stepped on the soft mud. On the ridges next to their straw sandals, there were many small flowers of unknown weeds quietly blooming. At this moment, they looked at the distance together, looking at the world where people's hearts were still complex, and the green mountains and green waters were still gentle and beautiful.