Eight hundred and eighty-fourth chapter of the word world
Chen Ping'an and Xiao Mo stood at the railing of the ferry. Under their eyes, the mountains and rivers of the earth were winding like silk threads.
Raise your sight, if the sky has no four walls, then human vision is like an invisible wall, in which everyone is imprisoned.
Xiao Mo asked: "Master, are you waiting for someone?"
"Waiting for the owner of this ferry."
Chen Ping'an turned his head and glanced at the third floor of the ferry, then withdrew his gaze and continued walking with Xiao Mo on the bow. In fact, the ferry named Liquan under their feet was an immortal magic weapon that could move clouds and spread rain.
From the founding of the Song Dynasty in Dali to more than a hundred years ago, the Song Dynasty in Dali had not yet gotten rid of its vassal status as a vassal of the Lu Dynasty. It suffered from internal and external troubles and a weak national power. It often had to borrow this mountain ferry from the Changchun Palace to solve problems for local states.
When there was a drought in the county, they invited immortal masters to cast spells and bring down sweet rain. It is said that the Dali imperial court owed a lot of debts for this, and the Changchun Palace never contacted the Song family to collect debts. Therefore, when the Dali dynasty rose, several Song emperors
The monks of Changchun Palace have always been treated with special preferential treatment. If it were not for the fact that Changchun Palace has never had Jade Pure Realm monks, otherwise there is no doubt that joining the sect would be a matter of course. His Majesty the Emperor of Da Li would have made an exception and personally attended the celebration to express his congratulations.
Chen Pingan explained: "We boarded the ship before and came uninvited. If we leave without saying goodbye, it would be rude. It is very taboo in the mountains."
"If we take the initiative to visit the ferry steward, it will be easy for us to think too much about Changchun Palace."
"It doesn't matter in Luzhou, Beiju. The customs in the two places are still different. It can be said that the water and soil of one side nurture the people of the other."
Xiao Mo smiled and said: "Staying with the young master, you can learn a lot of human kindness and wisdom outside of books."
Chen Ping'an didn't answer the question at all, and just told Xiao Mo about the past of Changchun Palace and the Dali Song family.
Xiao Mo then took a high look at this native fairy palace in Da Li and said: "We will tide over the difficulties together, and Changchun Palace can wait until the clouds clear and the moon shines."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It is indeed a good relationship to help each other in the same boat."
"Xiao Mo, in the future when you leave Luo Po Mountain, Haoran Jiuzhou and other places are easy to talk about, but Beiju Luzhou must be visited."
"Okay, Xiaomo must travel north to this place if he has the chance."
Chen Ping'an led Xiao Mo from the bow to the stern of the ship, looking to the north.
If a swordsman from Luzhou in Beiju died in a battle in a foreign land, there would be a continent with mountains and rivers. As long as you are a sword cultivator, regardless of whether you are an enemy or friend, you will have the custom of sacrificing swords on that continent.
Just like the ghost valley in the Skeleton Beach, Gao Chenghui of Jingguan City took the initiative to hand over his fists, even consuming a lot of spiritual energy and opening the restrictions on heaven and earth, just to let Sword Cultivator Pu Chun sacrifice his sword and rise higher into the sky.
Just like when it comes to sacrificing swords, Ghost Valley must not lag behind others, and the sword's light must not be inferior to others.
But Muyi Mountain, which is just around the corner, and the Pima Sect, which is a mortal enemy of Jingguan City, will never wait for an opportunity to make any attack on Jingguan City.
But regarding this matter, Chen Ping'an didn't say much to Xiao Mo.
Although the scene was magnificent and breathtaking, it would be best never to see it again.
In the two foreign battlefields of Sword Qi Great Wall and Aquarius Continent, the Beiju Luzhou Sword Immortal who could have stayed out of the battle has really withered away too much.
On the third floor of the ferry, there was a beautiful cultivator who was accomplished in Buddhism and always youthful. She was dressed as a woman, without makeup, and looked graceful. She accidentally looked at Chen Ping'an just now. She forced herself to calm down and sighed quietly in her heart.
It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided. She can only show up in person. The woman is the current steward of this Liquan ferry. If possible, she would like to pretend that she didn't see anything, and the other party will board the boat quietly and ignore it.
, swaggeringly got off the boat without stopping. I blamed myself for not being able to hold back my desire to explore, and looked at the bow of the boat a few more times.
She was really curious about the legendary swordsman in blue.
She took a deep breath, smoothed her hair at her temples, and straightened the skirt of her robe.
Earlier, Master Yu Hong had a dispute with someone. There was a martial arts competition. When handling this kind of river and lake affairs on a mountain ferry, it is always loose on the outside and tight on the inside. But if it is a fight between immortals and masters, I'm sorry, please get off the boat.
Then on the Liquan ferry side, someone discovered that there seemed to be two unregistered Qi practitioners among the crowd watching the excitement. They were both unfamiliar faces. When they looked at it again, they were almost scared out of their wits. One of them turned out to be
The leader of Luoluoshan Chen, who broke the sky in Zhengyang Mountain, euphemistically called it Guanli. Not only did he demolish the ancestral hall, but he also erected a monument on the border.
The female nun who was specifically responsible for checking for abnormalities on the ferry quickly found the steward and asked the latter to make a decision.
Evict people? Make up money?
Of course, it is up to the steward to decide whether to invite the Sword Immortal to drink or tea.
The female cultivator in charge calmed down a little, then she made a secret and performed a transposition technique. She came to the deck of the ferry. She hurried towards the stern of the boat, where there was only one attendant, the swordsman in blue.
It is no exaggeration to say that I must be bold and brave.
Compared to other mountain sects, Changchun Palace can be said to be one of the most well-informed mountains in Aquarius Continent.
She is a Golden Elixir Immortal from the Changchun Palace and serves as the enshrining elder. She has a seat in the Patriarch Hall, and the seat is relatively forward. Therefore, compared with the genealogy monks from Zhengyang Mountain, Old Dragon City and Yunxia Mountain, she has
I know more about the inside story of the mountain and heard more shocking truths.
When she met the young mountain master of the Luoluo Mountain, she folded her hands and knelt down, and gave her a blessing. She looked very elegant and said, "I have met the mountain master Chen. My name is Gan Yi, my name is Wusong, and I am now the steward of this ferry."
The female nun was afraid that her name might be taken advantage of, so she quickly added: "It's the sweet Gan, the refreshing Yi."
Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said, "I've seen Guanshi Gan."
Xiao Mo glanced at Gan Yi, who was full of energy and had two eyes.
This golden elixir female cultivator has bright eyes and good eyesight, and two dimples on her cheeks. Therefore, the woman in front of me has a good-looking face.
Chen Ping'an helped introduce: "My family worships Xiao Mo. Small and large, strange Mo."
Xiao Mo bowed in salute, smiled warmly, and said softly: "It's my honor to meet Master Gan Xian."
Gan Yi quickly returned the gift, "Gan Yi has met Immortal Master Xiao Mo."
Who knows if the other party is another hidden swordsman?
Changchun Palace has learned from past mistakes in this matter, and Gan Yi cannot help but be cautious again.
Gan Yi asked tentatively: "Master Chen, is he going back to Luolu Mountain?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "There are two friends on the boat who have known each other for many years. They came here to take a look. After drinking, they were just about to return to the capital. Xiao Mo and I boarded the boat rashly earlier, so I have to apologize to Manager Gan.
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I wanted to say that the Liquan ferry docking fee at Niujiaodu can be waived.
This sentence almost blurted out, but luckily I held it back.
Talking about this with Changchun Palace, who has a lot of money, would be too arrogant.
Gan Yi's mind changed quickly and she asked cautiously: "Master Chen's friend, is he the Great Master of Fish?"
In fact, if she didn't want to ask, it would easily lead to complications, so she really didn't dare not ask.
There is no other way. When chatting with these high-ranking monks on the mountain top, the other party often has something to say, but also something behind his words.
It seems like it's all nonsense, but in fact not a single word is nonsense.
She did not dare to regard this young swordsman from a poor background as a simple-minded mountain monk who only relied on luck to achieve success.
If it is a fish rainbow.
The ferry fare for that group of people has already been collected. How can I pay them back? That would be too mean.
But there are other ways to make up for it, such as sending a few jars of Changchun Palace Immortal Brew there in person.
Otherwise, if he is just a great master of martial arts, Changchun Palace really won't be struggling to cling to him. He is just a nine-level martial artist who is not young but has no hope of success, and he is not at the end of the road.
Although Changchun Palace is not a sect, it is the local immortal family of the Great Li Dynasty second only to the Longquan Sword Sect, not to mention that the top of the mountain is close to the Longxing land of the Song family of Great Li.
Of course, now there is another Luo Luo Shan with the prefix Zong.
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's not Yu Hong, it's Mr. Zhu and Mr. Yu. But it's a coincidence that these two seniors are now serving as elders in Fushu Hall."
Gan Yi immediately realized that he had to give away at least three jars of wine.
Of course, Yu Hong is indispensable, otherwise it will make it difficult for Chen Shanzhu's two "seniors in the world" to live a good life.
Chen Ping'an was about to say goodbye and leave. Gan Yi suddenly said: "Master Chen, it was our Changchun Palace who realized it later. The Changchun Palace is deeply grateful to Sword Immortal Mi Da for protecting the Tao. If there is anything wrong with the mountains and rivers along the way,
Zhou Zhizhi, I hope Mi Da Sword Immortal will bear with me."
A few years ago, the Changchun Palace had a female cultivator from the lineage of the Supreme Elder "Lin You". They had experienced traveling to the south, and there were no surprises. Everything went smoothly. I never thought that the only big surprise was the person who was traveling with me right in front of me.
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On the way, they passed by Piyun Mountain and Beiyue Mountain, where the Lord's Mansion was. There happened to be a guest named Yu Mi who was going south to return home, so they went with them all the way to protect the road.
The theory given by Piyunshan at that time was that the ancestor of Yu Mi's family was an old acquaintance of Wei Shanjun. He had not practiced for more than Jiazi years, and he was a Qi practitioner in the Guanhai realm. He was also a master of swords and talismans, with great combat power.
Not vulgar.
It turned out to be all bullshit...
Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, I can help with small matters. But I have also heard Mi Yu talk about this matter. I can tell that he has a good impression of Changchun Palace and said that the elders on your mountain are well-protected.
, I try my best, the younger generation practices diligently, and it’s very easy to get along with them.”
There was an extra smile on Gan Yi's face, as if she had taken a reassurance.
A sword immortal from the Great Wall of Sword Qi has an unpredictable temperament. It really cannot be taken lightly. This matter was mentioned many times in the Patriarch Hall of Changchun Palace and has always been unresolved.
Don't take the kind words of Master Chen Shanzhu in front of you too seriously.
But if the other party doesn't even bother to say a polite word, that's a big problem.
I never thought that today's chat, which was not seeking merit but seeking no faults, would also have an unexpected joy, allowing Gan Yi to help his master solve a minor heart problem.
On the way to the south for training, in the Huangting Kingdom, the Changchun Palace impeached a troublesome painting demon from Yunshan Temple, and then freed an old cultivator soldier from his trap, and went to the central part of Aquarius Continent to lead the heroic spirit of a Great Li general back home. Finally,
The most important secret was to go to the Fengxue Temple to buy a small piece of ten thousand year old pine for the then-living General Su Gaoshan.
The Supreme Elder of the Changchun Palace and the ancestor of the Qin family in Dalugou had a "story" with each other, so the Changchun Palace thought that this move was not impossible in advance. However, as soon as the other party heard that they wanted to buy Ten Thousand Years Pine, they turned against each other.
It is absolutely impossible to say that this is the case because the ten-thousand-year-old pine tree named "Everlasting Love" grows on the Immortal Terrace of Fengxue Temple and belongs to the Great Sword Immortal Wei and Jin Dynasties in name.
Therefore, a group of female cultivators from the Changchun Palace met with disappointment at the Fengxue Temple and returned home disappointed. They were all anxious and uneasy. They didn’t know how they would deal with their master, and how the master would have a perfect relationship with a great Li warrior.
The hunting envoy explained.
Unexpectedly, when "Yu Mi" got off the boat at Niujiaoshan Ferry on his way back, he privately gave Han Biya a piece of ten thousand-year-old pine.
In fact, after the Changchun Palace confirmed the authenticity of the Wannian Pine at that time, it was extremely puzzled and could not understand how a monk of the fifth level of the middle realm, who was a guest of Piyun Mountain, obtained this thing.
purchase?
Even if Wei Bo, the tiger king, opened his mouth, he would not nod with Fengxue Temple's temper.
steal?
Who has the ability to cross the landscape restrictions of Fengxue Temple, and still have the courage to climb the "everlasting love" ancient pine?
Later, when the war in Old Dragon City was fierce, an unknown swordsman with outstanding combat power appeared. He had a graceful demeanor and a sword as bright as a rainbow. His favorite thing was to either divide the demons and earthly immortals into corpses or cut them in half.
And it seems that this person is an old acquaintance with the sword fairy Li Cai from Luzhou in Beiju.
Changchun Gong checked his own intelligence with the Dali intelligence and quickly verified the identity of this person, only to find that he was actually the "Yu Mi" from the "Guanhai Realm".
When the dispute broke out between Luopo Mountain and Zhengyang Mountain, it turned out that it was Mi Yu, the Jade Pure Realm Sword Immortal from the Great Wall of Sword Qi who liked to lie drunk in the clouds!
His elder brother Mi Hu was a great swordsman who was once expected to reach the Ascension Realm.
There is a saying among the Dali frontier soldiers that the more dead people you see, the more you look at the living on the battlefield, the more you look at the dead. When killing people, your hands will be steady and your heart will be steady.
The battlefield at the foot of the mountain is like this, and the Sword Qi Great Wall must be the same way, or even worse.
Therefore, the old lady of the Changchun Palace who was responsible for guarding the Tao, because she often made sarcastic remarks to "Yu Mi" during her travels, now she often feels a chill on her neck, as if she had wandered around the gates of hell.
Chen Ping'an was a little confused. Considering Changchun Palace's transcendent status on Dali Mountain, it had never had any grudges with Luolu Mountain. Gan Yi saw herself as the owner of the mountain, so logically she wouldn't be so restrained.
Actually quite so.
Because Chen Ping'an doesn't know anything yet.
In addition to the sects, monks on the mountain also have various "small hills" that have no mountain boundaries. For example, the ferry stewards of various families who often meet outside will have personal friendships of varying degrees, and there are even special mirrors to communicate with each other.
, to facilitate the exchange of some ways to make money.
And he, the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, owes his prestige in the loose "gang" of the cross-continental ferry to unimaginable heights thanks to the "Battle of Chunbanzhai" at Hanging Mountain.
Spreading falsehoods from false to false is astonishing.
With the Confucian Temple now lifting the ban on landscape newspapers, there are no more taboos, and the spread is even more thrilling...
As a result, among the ferry stewards in the world, a competition from low to high gradually and inexplicably emerged.
The stewards of a cross-continental ferry boat look down upon those who can only fly around one continent. The stewards of cross-continental ferryboats who are lucky enough to have been to Daoxuan Mountain and "exercise their meager efforts" for the Jianqi Great Wall look down upon those who don't.
The cross-continental ferries that have done business with the Jianqi Great Wall, those who have been to Daoxuan Mountain, and those who have walked through the gate of Chunfanzhai to discuss business, look down on those poor people who have never sat down in the lobby of Chunfanzhai.
Those who have been to Chunbanzhai and personally participated in the "mountain summit meeting" will look down on those who have not experienced the "hidden official style" in person.
Nowadays, such a small group of ferry stewards are out and about, looking at all the other ferry stewards with their eyes above their heads, without even saying that you are all rubbish.
After all, how did you know that the undercurrents of that meeting back then were extremely dangerous, that our lives were hanging by a thread, and that the waves of Haruhatasai were rising one after another?
The two sides confront each other.
Yin Guan led a dozen sword immortals and almost closed the door and killed people.
Gan Yi, as the steward of Liquan Ferry, had of course heard some secret rumors that were shrouded in mist.
So Gan Yi knew exactly who she was facing.
He is no longer Master Chen, nor is he a close disciple of the Wen Sage lineage, but the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
The last time there was a meeting in the Patriarch Hall of Changchun Palace, the palace master said something meaningful.
Our Dali is not far from Beiju Luzhou.
Gan Yi said with a sincere look: "If Shanzhu Chen is not in a hurry, you can try our Changchun Palace wine."
Chen Pingan declined politely: "Forget it this time, I won't bother Xiaomo and I any more."
Changchun Palace was actively listed as one of the candidates for the sect by the Dali imperial court, and there was no effort to fight for it.
In the previous meeting at the Chinese Confucian Temple, Song Changjing also asked for three additional sect quotas from the Confucian Temple. Changchun Palace did not run around like Zhengyang Mountain and Yunxia Mountain, looking for opportunities. It did not think about fighting for a place for itself, probably because it was afraid of the danger.
The Lisong family was in trouble because of this. It can be seen that Changchun Palace's sense of propriety in dealing with people was not ordinary.
Although Chen Ping'an already knew the three quotas, the Dali Dynasty had already made arrangements for the lower sect in Zhengyang Mountain named "Huangshan Sword Sect" by the Bamboo Emperor, a large temple near Longqiu in Yandang Mountain, and another
Plus Cao Rong’s Taoist temple.
Therefore, Changchun Palace will not break the rules and join the sect, but the status of a candidate for the sect is not an empty title that is the icing on the cake. Once the Great Li Iron Cavalry makes military exploits in the wild world, Changchun Palace will still be able to do so even if it does not have the Jade Pu Realm.
After obtaining permission from the Confucian Temple, we were able to take advantage of the opportunity to fill the vacancy. The lower sects of Shen Gaozong and Yunxia Mountain had to wait until they could take their turn.
Seeing that Chen Pingan was unwilling to stop drinking, Gan Yi was obviously a little disappointed.
She just didn't dare to joke with Chen Pingan casually.
Otherwise, Gan Yi really has a sincere statement that is not a joke, and she really wants to talk to this Lord Yin Guan.
As long as Chen Shanzhu is willing to go to Changchun Palace as a guest, even if he just drinks a few glasses of wine and leaves, those crazy girls will be able to compete for the person responsible for serving the wine to the table, so they don't care about the friendship between the same family.
It should be noted that the female cultivators of Changchun Palace have always been extremely open-minded towards the love between men and women.
A young female cultivator has already threatened that if Chen Jianxian comes in person, I can show up with a drink. If I don't pay attention, I sprain my foot, and I don't expect to fall into my arms. However, Chen Jianxian stretched out his hand to help me, anyway.
There is no escape!
How did Chen Ping'an know about these smoky secrets of other families at the top of the mountain?
But if he really finds out, it is estimated that Changchun Palace will not even think about seeing Master Chen for at least a few hundred years.
Chen Pingan said goodbye.
Wearing a green shirt, his figure turned into dozens of subtle sword lights, and disappeared in a flash on the ferry.
Xiao Mo smiled, lowered his head and clasped his fists, said goodbye to Gan Yi, and then disappeared out of thin air.
There was no spiritual energy ripple on the Liquan ferry, and the ferry formation seemed to be in vain, but Gan Yi was not surprised.
At dusk, it's like burning clouds.
Because Chen Ping'an was in no hurry to rush back to the Great Li capital, the sword light condensed his body in the distance, and then the sword light dissipated again, and they reunited further north, a hundred miles away.
No longer using this escape technique that he had not yet mastered, Chen Pingan walked forward on a sea of flaming red clouds, laughing with the stranger beside him: "There is a proverb in my hometown, the fire will burn the big clouds at night, and tomorrow I will travel a thousand miles. In fact, I landed in the Lizhu Cave.
Before taking root, very few people really traveled such a long distance, and they always went in circles. The farthest was going to the mountains to cut firewood and burn charcoal, and then they had to go back home. It might be a round trip, which was only more than a hundred miles of mountains and rivers."
The kiln fire on the ground in my hometown has seen countless morning glow and sunset glow in the sky.
Because there was Zhou Haijing first, and then Zhu Fengxian and Yu Cangmang, Chen Ping'an realized something. In addition to having its own Jinghua Shuiyue, Luopo Mountain also needed to collect various information on Yizhou Mountain through this matter. Therefore, Luopo Mountain needed someone to start.
Starting to prepare for the establishment of an espionage agency, just the cost of watching the mirrors of various fairy houses, the fairy money is not a small amount. If you want to watch the mirrors of other fairy houses and other fairy houses, you have to buy a lot of spiritual weapons on the mountain. Fortunately, you have to spend money.
In addition, Zhu Lian, Mi Dajianxian, and Chen Lingjun are all very suitable for this matter... among the best.
The mountain protection formation in Luolu Mountain is both offensive and defensive.
There is already the true shape picture of the Five Mountains by the old temple owner, and in the old mountain temple on the top of the mountain, there is a scroll of the Sword Immortal hanging.
This trip to the hinterland of the wilderness brought a lot of rewards. Speaking of the Jade Edition City of the Yunwen Dynasty, Chen Ping'an obtained the Twelve Flying Swords from the emperor Ye Bao whose Taoist name was "Dubu".
Coupled with the array map previously donated by Taiping Mountain, the offensive sword array built in the Jise Peak Ancestral Hall in Luolu Mountain in the future will be very lethal. If it can kill Yu Pu, it can scare the immortals.
Just the thought of spending money everywhere can easily make people short of breath. Fortunately, Chen Ping'an remembered that he seemed to be an unnamed guest of the Liu family in Aai Aizhou.
If you have a registered guest, you need to show your face, and the guest guest will have to "click on the number" every few years. If the guest guest is anonymous, you don't have to pay this attention, and it is almost equivalent to getting money in vain without any effort.
On the side, Xiao Mo is ingenious and crafty. On the cloud road, he starts to weave a pair of shoes that can walk on the clouds. They are snow-white and of high quality.
Above the sea of clouds, as if walking on flat ground, Chen Ping'an asked casually: "Xiao Mo, when do you think the Wei and Jin Dynasties will be able to reach the Ascension Realm?"
Xiao Mo thought for a while, "Wei Da Sword Immortal's qualifications are quite good, and given that opportunity, if I don't fight, if I don't sharpen my Taoist heart in the field of life and death, and if I don't fight to the death with swordsmen with higher sword skills, I guess
It will take four to five hundred years of hard work before we can see the bottleneck of the Earthly Immortal..."
At this point, Xiao Mo quickly changed his words and said: "Today is different from the past. It can be called the immortal realm."
Chen Pingan asked: "Are all the earthly immortals in ancient times really so powerful?"
Xiao Mo smiled and said: "In fact, it is not too strong, but it is certainly not weak. It is extremely difficult for an earthly immortal to ascend to heaven and become a god. Just the first level of pass is equivalent to asking a sword cultivator at the peak of the immortal realm.
After that, there were two more passes waiting. According to legend, one of them involved the Taoist's character, which was relatively illusory. Therefore, even if there were two ascending platforms, most earthly immortals would not dare to go up them, as if they were seeking death.
, if we wait until those earthly immortals and gods in the world have decayed, and then risk their lives just to survive, they will definitely die. Therefore, there is a helpless paradox, which ultimately makes the male and female earthly immortals at that time,
The number of people who successfully reach heaven is extremely limited."
"When Xiao Mo didn't practice swordsmanship and was bored, he would sit near the ascension platform and watch others ascend to the sky. Many times, he never saw anyone reach the top of the Tianmen. Without exception, they all died on the way.
Oh, those Taoist priests’ skins and souls are like...flowers blooming. They practice hard, but in the end they just add a majestic rain of spiritual energy to the world. Anyway, I think it is quite a pity."
"If Wei Jin had been born in that year, he would probably have successfully climbed to the summit of the Ascension Platform."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "With Wei Dajianxian's arrogance in buying wine, it is not difficult to get into the Ascension Realm."
Regarding the ten-thousand-year-old pine named "Eternal Love", Wei Jin, who was a single sapling in the Immortal Terrace, actually had a headache.
If it weren't for the fact that the ancient pine trees were tied to the mountain roots and were extremely difficult to transplant, the Wei and Jin Dynasties would have moved Dalugou, Lvshuitan, or Wenqing Peak long ago.
Otherwise, Fengxue Temple will only be tired of dealing with all the favors, because there are too many immortal masters and dignitaries asking for the branches, leaves and bark of this thousand-year-old pine tree, whether they are ordinary women at the foot of the mountain or the red dragon who has not yet been killed on the mountain.
The female cultivator used the ten thousand-year-old pine to cook medicine, which was an excellent elixir.
However, when encountering various forces that came to buy this thing, Fengxue Temple did not agree to the outsider even once, which seemed particularly unkind in this matter.
Although Wei Jin had told the sect master twice that when he was not practicing in the mountains, the Ancestral Master Hall could do whatever they wanted with the "Eternal Love" tree.
In fact, the years Wei Jin spent practicing in Fengxue Temple, after the first time he went down the mountain, were only counted on one finger. Otherwise, Wei Jin would not have even been in the Nascent Soul Realm's life and death barrier in his own mountain.
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So Wei and Jin couldn't help but wonder if Fengxue Temple was unwilling to sell Wannian Pine and was deliberately using itself as a shield?
When he returned to Fengxue Temple last time, Wei Jin had the idea of accepting a nominal disciple?
No matter how close I am to Fengxue Temple, the lineage of Shenxian Terrace must be passed down.
So when we met again at the Sword Qi Great Wall before, Wei Jin, a down-and-out mountain guest, asked the mountain master to help him keep an eye out for any suitable sword cultivators.
The Wei and Jin Dynasties only had one requirement: the cultivation qualifications could be average, but the child must be a native of Aquarius Continent.
After all, he is the first disciple. As for the future disciples, Wei Jin still has to choose them himself.
So in addition to asking Chen Pingan to help select disciples, he also discussed something with Chen Pingan. If he has any ideas about the ancient pine, he should go to Fengxue Temple to buy it. Besides, Wei Jin had already agreed to this matter, so as long as Fengxue Temple
Snow Temple has no problem with it, and Luo Lo Mountain can afford the money, so the ancient pine trees can be moved to Luo Lo Mountain.
However, Chen Ping'an did not have such an idea. Of course, it was not that he was not greedy or tempted, but it was very possible that Fengxue Temple, waiting for the success of the ten-thousand-year-old pine, might reach the sky in one step, reach the upper five realms, and then become Fengxue.
The mountain guard of the temple is dedicated to worship.
Especially after the death of the mountain-moving old ape in Zhengyang Mountain, Aquarius Continent once again had a vacancy for an upper-level five-level elf, and it was even less possible for Fengxue Temple to sell the ten thousand-year-old pine tree that had a promising avenue.
What's more, since the ancient pine is called "Changqing", it must have some unknown origin.
Of course, Chen Ping'an didn't need to go to Fengxue Temple to ask for trouble.
Over at the Liquan ferry, Gan Yi didn't look away for a long time.
Nowadays, all the monks in the continent are regretting that the Great Sword Immortal Wei of Fengxue Temple did not bring one or two Sword Immortal embryos from the Sword Qi Great Wall to Aquarius Continent.
No matter how the other seven continents in the world view these children from foreign lands, they can just walk sideways on Aquarius Continent and Beiju Luzhou.
The monks on the mountains in the two neighboring continents in the north and south are all their guardians.
Gan Yi actually wanted to ask a question just now. Is there any young sword cultivator from the Great Wall of Sword Qi practicing in Mount Chen's Luolu Mountain?
It's just that she's not a swordsman, so it's not appropriate to ask about this kind of thing.
Before moving forward, Gan Yi smiled charmingly.
Ha, Mr. Yin Guan has taken his own ferry.
When you look back, you can show off to others.
Go drink.
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In the early morning of Dali Capital City, Xunqu, the preface class of Honglu Temple, came to Renyun Yiyun Tower again and sent Mr. Chen some newspapers from the six imperial yamen.
After Chen Ping'an returned to the capital last night, he found that Ning Yao was still retreating in the inn. Chen Ping'an spent the night reading books in the library, while Xiao Mo hung up the "nothing" sign and used his blindness to wander around casually.
After walking through the brightly lit capital city and returning to the alley, I stayed in the yard outside and knitted a few green robes.
I'm worried that if I follow the young master to Luopo Mountain, I won't be prepared enough for the meeting ceremony.
Chen Pingan took Xiaomo out of the alley to meet Xunqu.
Xun Qu discovered that there was a younger-looking follower beside Mr. Chen today than last time. Xun Qu only knew that the person's name was Xiao Mo, and that he was the deity of Luo Po Mountain.
He is a kind-hearted and easy-going mountain immortal master.
Chen Pingan put the residence report in his sleeve, and as agreed, he and Xun Qu were going to visit a famous tourist attraction in the capital.
The group of people walked to the streets on both sides, which were more than a mile long. Rare books, calligraphy and paintings from past dynasties, pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and rare antiques were all there.
This used to be an official kiln, specializing in firing glazed tiles and lapis lazuli bricks for Ouchi. Nowadays, on this street, there are many old shops that are two or three hundred years old. This is a good thing. They all pay attention to repeat customers.
They are not willing to destroy their own gold-lettered signboards. Even though it is inevitable that some stores will deceive customers, there are very few fakes. In the final analysis, this is a place for elegant travel in the capital. I just have no money in my pocket and not enough money in my pocket. I came here.
If you don't know, you can only stare blankly, destined to come in empty-handed and return empty-handed.
Chen Ping'an got the hint from Xun Xuban's eyes and bought the three favorite books. The paper was as white as jade and they were considered rare books. Ordinary scholars, just like seeing a beautiful woman on the road, can really only look at it but not touch it.
Chen Pingan finally gave Xunqu six books. Three of them were recorded in the account of Honglu Temple, totaling about 280 taels of silver.
The other three copies were given by Chen Ping'an out of his own pocket to this young official who was in the same year as Cao Qinglang.
On the way back to Renyun Yiyun Tower, Xun Qu hesitated and hesitated, but still asked in his heart: "Mr. Chen, aren't you curious about why I am a Taoist?"
Of course, with Mr. Chen's cultivation and vision, he must have seen through this matter long ago.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "We all have good fortunes, so there is no need to delve into them."
When you are in your thirties, your level of sea-viewing is actually quite high.
In the old Aquarius Continent, the monks in the middle and fifth realms were all gods and demons.
Chen Pingan held back his laughter and asked, "Don't you know that Cao Qinglang is a fellow-minded person like you?"
Xun Qu was speechless and shook his head: "I never noticed it."
Chen Pingan said: "Okay, if you meet again in the future, you can have another topic and talk about spiritual practice."
Xun Qu couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "Good guy, pretend to be poor with me!"
Seeing Mr. Chen's playful look, Xun Qu felt a little embarrassed and said, "Mr. Chen, unlike Cao Qinglang, I am really poor and have been unable to keep money since I was a child."
Chen Ping'an joked: "After all, you are still an official, and you are very good at writing. It's better to have no money. In the future, you can write brilliantly and become a high official. When I come to the capital in the future, I will also have an official backer."
Xunqu was speechless.
Unlike his good friend Cao Qinglang, who was in the same year as the imperial examination, although Xunqu was born as a second-class Jinshi, his ranking was very low, so his official career started at a low level, otherwise he would not have been thrown into the Xiaojiuqing Yamen outside the six departments of Honglu Temple.
Xun Qu really doesn't think he can be a high official. And no matter how big the official title is, will it work for Mr. Chen?
Xun Qu hesitated for a long time again, "My master said that he has known Mr. Chen for a long time."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Can I ask who the master is?"
Xun Qu said: "Master is a doctor in the ancestral hall of the Ministry of Rites and a minister of the Qing Dynasty."
Chen Ping'an immediately realized that this was the case.
Among the many Lang officials in the Dali officialdom, three positions are the most important: the Department of Examination of the Ministry of Personnel, the Department of Martial Arts Selection of the Ministry of War, and the Department of Ceremony of the Qing Officials of the Ministry of Rites. Although it is only an official of the fifth rank, it has great authority, especially
Xunqu's preacher, the doctor who worshiped the officials of the Qing Dynasty in the Temple of Rites, was also in charge of the evaluation of the merits and demerits of all the landscape gods in Dali, so he was known as the "little heavenly official" on the mountain.
This old man, who has been in this official position for many years, seems to be an old friend of Li Jin, the water god of the Chongdan River.
The last time he appeared, he went to Red Candle Town in person to find trouble with the Yuye Jiangshui Goddess who had caused trouble.
It's just that this kind of official, similar to the supervisor Cao Gengxin in his hometown, Luopo Mountain is not suitable for taking the initiative to make friends.
In Chen Ping'an's view, a person's so-called "knowledge" is nothing more than "knowing and stopping".
It’s about what you know and what you don’t do.
Xun Qu accompanied Chen Pingan to the door of the inn near an alley.
Along the way, Xun Qu was recalling the words of Honglu Temple Minister and asking the same question twice.
Cui Han, the national preceptor, seems to have never paid much attention to Mr. Guan's staff and the Ministry of Etiquette. As for the deserted yamen like Honglu Temple, he is even more invisible.
However, the Imperial Master has always paid great attention to the Arsenal Department of the Ministry of War, as well as the departments of the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Industry.
Therefore, being a doctor in the arsenal department is said to be the position where it is easiest to lose one's position, or even lose one's head.
In addition, it is said that the national adviser will personally review the resumes of minor officials such as those in charge of the household and the two departments of work. This is true even for sesame officials, let alone the promotion and release of the two officials.
Xun Qu is not sure about one thing now. Because of his relationship with his master, his official behavior in Honglu Temple has long fallen into the eyes of the imperial master?
Chen Ping'an returned the wooden box containing the messenger flying sword to Xun Qu and said with a smile: "The Di newspaper I borrowed twice from Honglu Temple will be given to Liu Gao who guards the alley before I leave the capital. I will return to Xun Qu
Ban just asks him for it directly."
Xun Qu bowed to express his thanks.
Because I know that Mr. Chen is helping himself to create an extra road in the capital without showing off the mountains and rivers.
As a monk who is responsible for guarding the residence of the Imperial Master, it seems that it does not matter whether Xun Qu recognizes him or not, and whether he is a familiar face or not. But it is actually very important.
Xiaomo is the one who bought the most books today.
Last night, he went to the Immortal Inn recommended by the young master. Like the ferry on the mountain, there would be a pawn shop-like place to facilitate the Qi practitioners staying at the inn to exchange immortal money.
Xiaomo converted the three Xiaoshu coins given to him by the young master and converted them into snow coins, a large pile of silver notes, and some gold leaves and silver ingots necessary for traveling in the world.
Especially Xiaomo specially requested that the inn must help give him a big bag of golden melon seeds.
Because in Luopo Mountain, this thing has important uses.
At first, the female ghost cultivator who claimed to be the innkeeper was reluctant, because fancy things like golden melon seeds were not really common. They were mostly gifts given to the younger ones by wealthy parents. Not to mention the monks on the mountain, they were just people in the world.
, who needs this thing when going out. Just waiting for the young monk named Xiaomo to say that he was a follower of Master Chen, Gaiyan melted dozens of gold ingots and pinched it with his own hands without saying a word.
A bagful of golden melon seeds, but she refused to accept the money in the end.
Today, in addition to the classics of various schools of thought, Xiaomo also bought a lot of miscellaneous books.
There are poetry collections, literati's notes, legends and monsters, and even some examination articles copied and compiled into books, as well as some craft books that are said to be the "martial arts secrets" in the examination room.
Chen Ping'an joked: "Why, you still want to pass the imperial examination and become an official? Then you are busy. In the county examination and the government examination, you first become a child scholar, and then in the autumn and rural examinations that are held every three years, you pass the examination and become an examiner, and then you become a scholar."
There are the imperial examinations in the spring of the capital, and you become a Jinshi, and finally there is the imperial examination, which is a step-by-step process with many hurdles, just like a carp jumping over a dragon's gate."
"But if you really have this idea, it's a good thing. You can ask Cao Qinglang to teach you. It's more reliable than buying these so-called secrets on craftsmanship and strategy."
"It's just that the Jinshi of the Great Li imperial court is indeed the most difficult to obtain. There is no one among them. It can be said that it is the most valuable Jinshi in the entire Haoran Jiuzhou. There are too many people here, and the seeds of study in the vassal countries will gather here.
Furthermore, the questions from the Ministry of Rites are too complex and there is no fixed formula. Instead, the small countries in the south of Aquarius Island have promulgated some official books, including Yishu and Rules. There must be more than a dozen books, but it can
It is a shortcut, and it will be useful if you memorize it. Of course, this move has also been criticized by some well-educated scholars, who are very angry. There is a saying that the official compiled the entire book and the scriptures were ruined."
"So Xiaomo, if you really want to be the number one scholar, you can go to a country south of the capital and stay for ten years. There, your relatives will open Mongolian fonts, that is, practice calligraphy. After that, you can go to a private school and get exposed to Mongolian books.
To learn calligraphy and memorize, rich people go to private schools at home, while poor children go to rural schools. As long as the family is not too poor, they can usually afford it. After all, they have a place to read and learn, and then they start studying Confucian classics and studying topics.
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Xiao Mo kept listening to the young master's eloquent talk.
Chen Ping'an noticed Xiao Mo's curious eyes and seemed to be confused as to why he was so concerned about this matter.
Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "You're right, I did think about taking part in the imperial examination back then. When I went on a long trip for the second time, in my spare time while practicing boxing, I actually read a lot of related books. I thought about whether I would take part in the imperial examination in the future.
If you start out as a child student and strive to be a master of Juren, then you will be satisfied. Silver Jinshi and Jin Juren."
Of course it doesn't matter now, since there is Cao Qinglang among the students anyway.
Xiao Mo sighed endlessly.
It wasn't that he really thought about the imperial examination fame, but Xiao Mo really couldn't imagine that books and knowledge in today's world were so cheap and simply worthless.
Thinking back to those days, how rare and valuable was a book full of text in the world?
So Xiao Mo had an idea. When he came to Luo Po Mountain, he would build a library and name it Wanjuan Tower.
Of course it is best to ask the young master to help you choose a good name.
Xiaomo was straightforward and immediately said the matter from the bottom of his heart.
Chen Ping'an didn't need to think too much and blurted out: "We can call it Liangdaangmanlou."
Xiao Mo briefly browsed through the hundreds of famous poetry collections in Xinhu, and suddenly realized: "Wonderful!"
As a swordsman, he is a good collector of books.
There are clouds in ancient poems, and there are two books and swords in the book.
Book and sword, two confused, random. Two confused buildings!
Chen Ping'an said casually: "Of course it's up to you whether to use this name or not."
Xiao Mo said in high spirits: "Sir, the name of this library is so good that Xiao Mo is not willing to make it public."
As a result, the young master covered his sleeves with his hands and looked askance.
Xiao Mo immediately recognized the interest and said: "Then use it, enjoying it alone is not as good as enjoying it with everyone."
In the night, the restaurants on both sides of the Changpu River stretched all the way up and down.
There were lanterns and colorful decorations, there was a lot of bustle, drinking orders were going on one after another, the sound of guessing games was like breaking the windows, and beautiful singing followed.
According to legend, some people who like to drink and are not short of money can drink four or five times in a place like Changpu River from evening to early morning, just by moving a little.
Today, a descendant of the Guan family in Yizhou, who rarely comes here to drink, managed to have a very private drinking bureau.
Pulling Jing Kuan, who was both a colleague and not a friend, after leaving the Yamen, the two went straight to the Changpu River.
Guan Yiran and Jing Kuan had completely different backgrounds. They could be regarded as completely different, but now their official positions are the same.
Although Guan Yiran has sufficient military exploits and excellent official resume, and is undoubtedly a candidate for the minister of minister, no matter what, Jing Kuan, who was born in the Han clan, was able to serve as a minister of the Qing Dynasty at the age of only a few years in his early thirties.
The doctor became one of the chief officials of the Eighteen Divisions of Household Officials. This shows how broad the road to advancement in the officialdom of Dali was.
Someone in front touched his head, raised his head and cursed angrily. It turned out that he had been hit by spittle falling from the sky.
Jing Kuan whispered: "Yi Ran, I'm a little nervous. When I meet that Chen Jianxian, what should I say so as not to be indifferent?"
Because Guan Yiran left Beijing very early to join the army, he was as unfamiliar with this place as Jing Kuan, so he needed to ask for directions. When he heard Jing Kuan's question, he just smiled and said nothing.
Jing Kuan continued: "What are the taboos? Tell me quickly. Stop pretending to be deaf and dumb here."
Guan Yiran joked: "Taboo? Just one. When the time comes, you will not be able to drink well enough, which will cause us Chen Jianxian to not drink to the fullest. We will come here to take advantage of the joy and return disappointed. I will definitely bear your revenge when we look back."
Jing Kuan was still worried, "Are you a mountain god who has no temper at such a young age? Are you waiting for me to make a fool of myself, so you can laugh at me?"
Friends of friends are actually not as easy to get along with as imagined.
Guan Yiran rolled his eyes and said: "Mr. Langzhong, you are not very energetic. Don't do that in the officialdom. If the wine is from beginning to end, the words are decent, and there is no leakage, then what are we doing on the wine table? Today's wine,
It’s different from the big and small drinking bureaus you participated in in the past. If you don’t believe me, when you meet Chen Jianxian later, you will say that you never drink, you just watch.”
Jing Kuan is good at everything, but he is too cautious and can't let go. I heard that when he and a group of colleagues from the household department of about the same age went to drink "little meat" wine elsewhere, Jing Kuan would straighten his back.
Sitting upright on the pole, if there is a woman leaning against you, it will be like facing a formidable enemy.
Then the two of them met an acquaintance, wearing a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes.
He was standing at the door of a restaurant, seemingly waiting for them.
Jing Kuan recognized the other person at a glance. He was the foreigner who had been sitting and drinking tea with Guan Yiran in the Hubu Yamen.
What's more, it hasn't been long since the last time we met at the government office, and the other person is still a person who can joke with Guan Yiran casually.
Let Jing Kuan remember it deeply.
It seemed that this person was mistaken for a waiter soliciting business at the door, and a customer in front of him actually started asking him something.
The man was not annoyed, he smiled and stretched his hand towards the inside of the restaurant, probably to help guide the way.
Guan Yiran stepped forward quickly and glanced at the restaurant sign, "Tsk, tsk, you really know how to choose a place. There are over a hundred restaurants, but this one has the plainest drinks!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "
Being vegetarian, the cost of a meal is not low.”
Guan Yiran waved his hand and said: "Go to the next door, go to the next door! The Master Jing next to me likes to eat meat but not vegetarian."
Chen Pingan smiled and looked at the young and promising doctor of Hubu. According to Guan Yiran, this person was also in charge of the fish scale album in the north stall of Hubu.
In fact, the last time they met, Chen Ping'an had already discovered that behind the young official, there were as many as six red lanterns hung by various landscape gods. On the lanterns, there were the words "Secret of a certain mansion or temple" on them, so it would be...
Let this doctor appear to be rich in literary talent in the eyes of the spiritual watchers. At the same time, even if this person is traveling alone through mountains and rivers, walking in deep mountains and old forests, he will naturally avoid evil spirits, be timid from ghosts, and be able to make landscape spirits take the initiative to detour.
Jing Kuan quickly said: "It's fine here."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Mr. Langzhong, are you sure you don't want to change restaurants? We have agreed in advance that if Sir Langzhong is polite to me, I will be really rude."
Seeing that none of them moved, as if the man in green shirt was waiting for him to change his mind, Jing Kuan had no choice but to lower his voice and asked Guan Yiran doubtfully: "When will Chen Jianxian arrive?"
Guan Yiran held back her laughter and raised her finger to point at Chen Ping'an, "Chen Accountant, Mr. Jing is asking you, when will Chen Jianxian arrive? Don't blame me for not reminding you, but don't keep us, Mr. Jing, waiting for a long time.
He is the chief officer of the Tenth Division of the Qing Dynasty. He is in charge of the money bags of the three states. Take it easy. Even a high-ranking official like the governor will be a head shorter when he sees Lord Jing in the Hubu Yamen."
Among the six departments of Dali, the Department of Cleaning Officials in the Ministry of Hubu has the most Langguan, because they are in charge of the court's purse and have the most official nicknames. The Department of Hubu is the Sunzi Yamen, so the Langzhong Yamen is the place for scolding. What else is there to say?
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As soon as Chen Pingan raised his foot, Guan Yiran jumped away, pointed at Chen Pingan, laughed and said: "Master Langzhong, you are far away in the world and right in front of you. This accountant Chen is the one you want to drink tonight.
Already."
Jing Kuan was stunned for a moment, wishing he could dig a hole in the ground, so he bowed to the swordsman and apologized at the same time, "Master Chen Shan, I have offended many people in the Yamen before."
Previously in the house of that bastard Guan Yiran. The other party claimed to be Master Guan’s younger brother in the Jianghu. As soon as he arrived in the capital, he rushed over to pay homage to the mountain...
It turns out that this Chen Jianxian is very funny.
"I'm so brave, but I can't beat him, and I can't drink from him?"
Wouldn't it be funnier to speak for yourself?
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "If you don't want to offend me, just say it without proof. I'll see you at the wine table later."
The three of them crossed the threshold together and walked into the restaurant. Chen Jianxian personally led the way. When they climbed up the stairs one after another, Jing Kuan secretly gave Guan Yiran an elbow, lowered his voice and laughed angrily: "Guan Yiran, are you cheap?!
"
Guan Yiran said seriously: "What are you talking about? The person in front of us is the swordsman."
When we arrived at a private room on the top floor, Chen Pingan came with his own drinks.
However, there is an unwritten rule in the large and small restaurants on the Changpu River. Guests can bring their own drinks, but they still have to pay a fee, and the prices vary.
In fact, it is a rule specially made for the gods on the mountain. Anyway, there is no shortage of money to entertain friends here, and it is not fairy money.
Guan Yiran's so-called "prime" before was actually that in this restaurant, there were no young women called "wine girls" to help the guests warm the wine and pour the wine, and there were no female musicians to add to the entertainment.
Therefore, the taste of drinks here is notoriously lackluster in Beijing.
After Guan Yiran sat down, he smiled and said: "Chen Accountant, you gave me an inkstone earlier. I heard it came from Shuibang Pit, right?"
Previously, Chen Pingan visited Guan Yiran and gave him a copy of the inkstone. Chen Pingan bullied Guan Yiran because he didn't know the inside story, so he said it was an old pit on the Inkstone Mountain in Yunku Blessed Land, and casually named it "Shuiban Pit."
Defrauding me? Chen Ping'an looked puzzled and said: "Otherwise?"
Guan Yiran sneered and said: "Not to mention the old pits in Yanshan Mountain, even the new pits don't seem to have any waterfronts. Accountant Chen is very knowledgeable in giving gifts."
"Why, it was Chen Jianxian who spent a lot of money and paid a high price to Yunku Blessed Land to directly rent out a piece of land on the Yanshan Mountain. He named it 'Shuibangkeng' and planned to resell it to our Aquarius Island so that he could raise the price conveniently?
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This hand-made inkstone was actually donated by Guan Yiran to the minister in his government office out of generosity.
If it weren't for Ma Shangshu's two daughters who looked too much like their father,
Lord Shangshu, Guan Yiran will definitely call him Lord Yue-Zhang now.
On the other hand, the granddaughter of Sun Mao, the eldest minister of Honglu Temple, is a handsome and charming person. Therefore, any young man in Yichi Lane and Chier Street who is a little brave meets the old temple minister with a very good temper on the road.
They all like to shamelessly call their father-in-law.
Guan Yiran crossed his arms and said, "Chen Jianxian probably forgot that our household department also has a fat inkstone department?"
Chen Pingan said with a smile: "You said it casually, but you took it seriously. Hurry up and punish yourself with a drink."
Guan Yiran clicked his tongue and said, "You like to rake someone down, right?"
Platefuls of dishes were served on the table, and Guan Yiran was responsible for pouring wine, mostly chatting.
Jing Kuan didn't talk much, but he drank a lot.
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "It's actually a good suggestion. I'll discuss it later with Mrs. Jiang from Yunku to see if we can buy the hundred-year purchase of that inkstone. Doesn't your household department happen to have an inkstone service department?"
"I advise you not to make this kind of money. The problem lies here. It cannot be circumvented. There is a turtle boy in the Inkstone Service Department over there. He is very vicious when he makes money."
Guan Yiran shook his head and said: "This Inkstone Affairs Office sounds like a Qingshui Yamen, but it is actually very rich. Anyway, Dr. Jing and I are very jealous. If it weren't for that bastard in charge, I would really want to find some ways.
, let’s try and see if we can get a piece of the pie.”
Jing Kuan smiled and said nothing.
Guan Yiran put one foot on the chair, and suddenly started cursing, probably in a hurry, "This kid, also known as Longju, is just a piggy! He is in charge of the purchase of inkstones from other places, and he has a long hand up and down the mountain.
.Can't hold him back. He usually talks loudly and really thinks that he has the surname of Shangzhuguo. I'm confused. Speaking of his father, and going back several generations, officials are notoriously cautious. Why?
When this kid got there, he started to be fooled by lard. When he made money, he became famous for being ruthless and ruthless."
Jing Kuan smiled and said, "When he comes to your side, he is still very polite."
Here in the capital, no matter how good the atmosphere is in the yamen, there will always be a few fly excrement. They are not honest in their work and their conduct is not particular.
In the words of Guan Yiran and the others, he is shameless.
In Dali Capital City, the eunuchs in Yichi Lane and the generals in Chier Street were first-class, either like Guan Yiran, Cao Gengxin and Yuan Zhengding, who were thrown into local officials by their families and relied on their ancestors.
Yin, you may start out in officialdom, but if you can rely on your true ability to gain a firm foothold, rise step by step, and have a bright future.
Otherwise, there are people like Liu Xunmei who joined the army early and fought in the swords and the dead, with their heads above their waistbands, relying on their solid military exploits.
Guan Yiran, for example, joined the army, served as a monk accompanying the army for many years, and then became the supervisor of Dadu. He is an alien among aliens. That's why there are so many old people in the officialdom, and they only care about Guan Yiran now.
Wearing such a big official hat is an injustice.
The second-tier people can also become officials, but the official positions are not big, and most of them are Beijing officials. Whether it is through the imperial examination or the favor of the family, they can gain a firm foothold in the yamen.
The third-level ones are not doing their jobs properly, but they can still be considered law-abiding and at least do not bring trouble to the family. The lowest-level ones are proficient in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. As long as they can have some relationship with the prodigal family, they are absolutely unambiguous. They are idle and like.
He is jealous of others, has no ability, and has a big air.
Guan Yiran snorted, "That's polite to my surname. Do you think he was polite when he met you? Did he look at you seriously?"
Jing Kuan said: "It's okay."
Guan Yiran looked at Chen Ping'an with a smile, then raised his finger and pointed at Jing Kuan, "Look, listen, what he said is impeccable. You should learn from it. At a young age, he is already an old man in the officialdom. If this guy
It would be unjust if we don’t have a bright future.”
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It doesn't matter what you say. As long as there is no leftover drinking, the wine will be fine. As long as the wine is fine, the character will definitely be fine."
Guan Yiran thought deeply and said: "That's true."
So Jing Kuan had to drink again.
Guan Yiran suppressed a smile and asked Jing Kuan to learn from Chen Accountant's persuasion skills.
Damn it, those days at Shujian Lake were so intertwined that the person who was invited into the wine vat didn't know it.
Guan Yiran said abruptly: "Jing Kuan may have been released."
Jing Kuan immediately shook his head and said: "If you don't even mention the eight characters, tell him what to do."
Guan Yiran rolled his eyes and said: "Put your fart on, hold it, you kid, just keep holding it for me. It's all a done deal, and you haven't even said a word to me here. In our yamen, if you want to say
I, Guan Yiran, have no acquaintances in the official department, who dares to say that I have any acquaintances?"
Jing Kuan was a little helpless.
Guan Yiran is really drunk.
Otherwise, it would be very inappropriate to say this.
Of course, the more important thing is that Guan Yiran regards himself and Chen Ping'an as his own people.
In the Dali officialdom, who doesn’t know that “the official surname is Guan”.
Since all the officials have the surname Guan, it is conceivable that there are many former officials of the Guan family.
The key is that neither the late emperor nor the emperor had any grudges about this.
After all, Mr. Guan was one of the few officials who dared to talk back to Cui Guoshi in the early years.
When Guan Yiran resigned from the post of Superintendent of Dadu and returned to the capital, unexpectedly, he was not working in the Ministry of Civil Affairs and the Ministry of War, but in the most hated Ministry of Household Affairs. In the officialdom, not to mention promotion, not even promotion.
It was a real relegation.
Chen Ping'an nodded, raised his wine glass, and said with a smile: "I wish you, Sir, to go out as an official and benefit the whole country, and become a true father-in-law official who treats the people like his own children."
Jing Kuan was originally worried that Guan Yiran would tell more inside stories, but fortunately he just stopped talking, and it seemed that he was still not really drunk.
Not long ago, the left minister of the Ministry of Revenue called Jing Kuan to come over and ask a lot of questions. Although he had no clear intention, Jing Kuan knew that he would most likely leave the capital to become an official.
Moreover, Lord Shangshu also thinks highly of himself.
But Jing Kuan only had a few guesses about where to go.
When Guan Yiran deliberately mentioned this matter to Master Chen Shan, Jing Kuan began to be somewhat sure that there was a chance that he would be promoted to an official position and serve as a county guard. Siniu would not be too far from Longzhou.
.Maybe it’s even in Longzhou, whose “jurisdiction” includes Luolu Mountain and Piyun Mountain?/p>
The time, place, and people were favorable, and Jing Kuan had everything in place before he even left the capital to serve as a local official.
Being an official in Longzhou is recognized as both a huge risk and a huge opportunity in the officialdom of Dali. Those who have a bad end are like Wu Yuan, and those who have a good end are like Fu Yu.
The three of them drank for more than an hour. In fact, Chen Ping'an didn't do much to persuade him to drink. Guan Yiran and Jing Kuan were arguing at the wine table.
After the two household ministers walked out of the restaurant, they staggered, supported each other, and walked along the Changpu River. Looking at the figure in green clothes walking away with steady steps, Jing Kuan was filled with envy. He was worthy of being a swordsman, and he had a great capacity for drinking.
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As the cool breeze blows, the smell of alcohol dissipates a little.
Jing Kuan said softly: "Thank you."
Guan Yiran burped from wine, "When you get to the place, do more good deeds."
"Being an official in the local area is no better than being an official in the capital. There are more yamen here, the rules are strict, and the boundaries are clear. Anyone who is an official has a general idea. Just talk about our Nanxunfang, what is a doctor? Just outside,
To do many things, you have to rely on your conscience. You can do it or not, you can do it or not, you can be smart or confused, you can nod or shake your head, you can know or not know, it is up to you to decide.
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"Jing Kuan, my great-grandfather once said that it is not easy to be an upright official with a clear conscience. It is even harder to be an upright official and a good official at the same time. What does it mean to be a good official? It means that you have to feel uncomfortable all the time."
The two of them walked to the arch bridge. Guan Yiran stumbled and hurried to the railing of the bridge, vomiting wine toward the Changpu River.
Jing Kuan, who originally patted Guan Yiran's back gently, thinking that he was being implicated, suddenly turned upside down and followed Guan Yiran, lying on the railing together.
In the end, the two of them stopped disagreeing, turned around and sat on the ground, leaning against the railings of the arch bridge, looking at each other and smiling.
Chen Pingan walked along a colorful river.
In today's wine party, Chen Ping'an didn't take Xiaomo with him, but just let him stroll around the Changpu River.
Xiao Mo had nothing to do, so he bought a few lotus lanterns from a roadside stall, put them into the river, and then walked slowly along with the river lanterns.
After just walking a few steps here, Xiao Mo discovered that he could almost tell the difference between a native of the capital and a foreigner at a glance. The former had an air of toughness that was difficult to conceal, and the younger he was, the more obvious it was. Even if the foreigner was dressed luxuriously,
, his expression was still somewhat restrained.
Xiaomo stood by the Changpu River and looked at the water.
Drawing water with a bamboo basket, you can pick up poems written on the moon through the ages.
The horses' hooves shook the ground, splashing out a century-old frontier song.
Xiao Mo was in a daze, and couldn't help but think of that chance encounter ten thousand years ago.
That being, with his hands in his sleeves, looked at the world, and slowly descended from the ascension platform where only earthly immortals should have ascended, "rebellious and unethical", alone.
The world.
This word, at that moment, was not a noun, it was like a verb.
Perhaps seeing Xiao Mo sitting not far from the ascension platform, that being looked at Xiao Mo, and then the other person smiled and stretched out his sleeves...
At this time tonight, Chen Pingan was walking by the river, waving to Xiao Mo not far away.
The drink tonight was not in vain. Guan Yiran is an official who abides by the rules, so the mention of the guy who was messing around in the Inkstone Office was not an unintentional comment at all, nor was it a casual comment at the wine table.
Instead, he was reminding Chen Ping'an to say hello to Dong Shuijing, a fellow villager, and to be more careful when doing business in the future. He was already being targeted by a small group of powerful children from the capital who were jealous of his business.
It’s not that the guys in the Inkstone Affairs Bureau of the Ministry of Finance who don’t have the surname Shangzhuguo can really give Dong Shuijing a hard time. In fact, the other party is not even qualified to truly arm-wrestle with Dong Bancheng, but many dandies in the capital also have their own hills.
They like to hug each other and stick to each other. In the capital, everyone may act like a coward. But as long as they leave the capital and go to places, no matter whether it is up or down the mountain, or in the officialdom and business circles, everything will be very violent. Once Dong
Wells being targeted by a gang is, after all, a big problem.
Of course, this has something to do with Dong Shuijing's practice of making money behind closed doors, which has resulted in many of his connections in Da Li's official circles never being revealed, and it has something to do with it, which makes people think he is a soft persimmon.
The world is so complicated, and whoever abides by the rules may not be able to stop others from making mistakes.
It's just like here by the Changpu River, a person is walking in an orderly manner, and then a drunkard comes stumbling toward him, unable to give way or hide.
Xiao Mo suppressed the extremely uneasy ups and downs in his heart and said in his heart: "Master, there is a sneaky guy who just secretly looked at the master twice."
"The opponent is an immortal, just like Senior Lu, but he can fight better."
"I originally wanted to wait until the third time to catch him out. But the other party was very cautious and seemed to have noticed my intention in advance. Young Master is right. As expected, these fortune tellers need to be treated with a higher level."
Chen Pingan was a little surprised, but also a little helpless. After falling, it would be difficult to take the lead.
Chen Pingan thought for a while, a Taoist in the Immortal Realm?
It can't be Qi Zhen, the Great Heavenly Lord of Shen Gao Sect. Xie Shi from Luzhou in Beiju is even more impossible. A strange person who just passed by Aquarius Continent? Or is he the direct disciple of Lu Chen? This person was in the old times
During the Baishuang Dynasty, he practiced Taoism in the mountains for many years and took the pseudonym Cao Rong. The Taoist temple in the mountain he left behind has many masters and it will be the next sect of Aquarius Continent.
Cao Rong once shone brightly on the battlefield of Laolongcheng.
He presented a book of landscapes, flowers and birds with a total of eight paintings, and formed a formation to protect the entire Old Dragon City.
Bai Yujing's three masters each have a private seal, which is printed on four landscape albums. The master's "Taoist Master" is truly invincible. Yu Dou's Wen Wu is the first, and Wu Wu is the second. Master.
Lu Chen's "From Stone to Now".
There is also "Seeing the Peach Blossom Again" by Taoist Master Guan Sun of Daxuandu.
In addition, the four seals on the four flower and bird paintings at the back are also of great origin. They are "a blockbuster" by Fu Lu Yuxuan, "young phoenix" by Zhao Tianlai, the great master of Longhu Mountain, and "chirping and chirping" by Zhenren Huolong.
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As well as the "white eyes" of Cui Xuan, the great master of the Great Li Kingdom.
A middle-aged Taoist priest appeared in front of Chen Ping'an and Xiao Mo. It was Cao Rong.
Cao Rong did not use any deceitful tactics and was very sincere.
Cao Rong called the Taoist sect's chief inspector and asked with a smile: "May I ask Yin Guan, how are you doing now, my poor Taoist master? Have you returned to Bai Yujing?"
Chen Pingan clasped his fists and returned the salute, "Junior, I have met Mr. Cao Xian. If there are no accidents, Master Lu has not returned to Qingming World yet. He may have to visit Osmanthus Island and Yunxia Mountain. Mr. Cao Xian can go to Yunxia Mountain to wait for Master Lu and meet him.
The chances are better.”
Cao Rong smiled bitterly and said: "If Master doesn't want to take the initiative to find me, he will definitely not be able to see Master."
Xiao Mo looked at Cao Rong.
It seems that Lu Daoyou's ability in recruiting disciples is pretty good.
Gu Qingsong, whose Taoist name is Xiancha, is very respected by his son.
The Taoism in front of me is not too low.
Cao Rong smiled and asked: "Yinguan, who is this master?"
Xiao Mo gave the other party a Taoist priest, "The Taoist name is Xizhu. Cao Xianjun and fellow Taoist Lu just call me Xiaomo."
Cao Rong's heart tightened and he nodded, "I've met Senior Xizhu."
This person’s so-called Fellow Daoist Lu is naturally his master.
The previous two times he used his palm to observe the mountains and rivers, the first time, he didn't notice anything, and there was nothing strange. Chen Ping'an obviously didn't know that he was spying from a distance.
The second time, in one moment, Cao Rong's heartstrings tightened for no reason, as if he were facing a formidable enemy. It still didn't come from Chen Ping'an, but a subtle change elsewhere in the Changpu River.
Cao Rong quickly made an exception and deduced a hexagram for himself, and the result was astonishing.
The "young" monk in front of him, who has no air of superiority at all, is, not surprisingly, an unknown person who has ascended to the top of the vast mountain.
Could it be that the Zhongtu Confucian Temple secretly sent a guardian to Chen Pingan?
Cao Rong showed up tonight just to ask about his master Lu Chen's whereabouts. There was nothing profound about it.
Therefore, I came and left in a hurry, saying goodbye to Chen Ping'an and that "Senior Xi Zhu".
Xiao Mo suddenly laughed out loud and said: "Cao Xianjun, please allow me to say one more word. Friendship is friendship, and rules are rules. Similar things will not happen again."
Cao Rong nodded slightly.
When Cao Rong left, Xiao Mo asked: "Master, what I just said was too rude? Are you also suspected of relying on your elders and betraying them?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said with a smile: "No, he is very spiritual and has a noble demeanor."
Tonight’s immortal Cao Rong.
There is also the swordsman Pei Min whom I met in Tongyezhou before.
There are more and more strange people and strangers on these mountain tops.
Chen Ping'an dissipated the smell of alcohol and patted his sleeves.
Xiao Mo did as he was told, and then asked: "Is this the custom at the Beijing Wine Bureau again?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said decisively: "Of course!"