The nine hundred and twenty-ninth chapter borrows thousands of mountains and rivers with the princes
In the middle of Aquarius Island, there is a magnificent royal mansion, Dadu Changchun Marquis Mansion and Bixiao Palace.
There are many plaques hanging in the Shuifu Mansion, the merits given by the headmaster of Guanhu Academy will last forever, the poems written by the head of the Jiang family in Yunlin accompany the family, and the Shenjing Pinghan sent by Linlu Academy.
Even Liu Qingfeng, the former minister of the Ministry of Rites of the capital of Da Li, made a rare exception during his lifetime and presented a calligraphy painting with the four-character calligraphy "Reading in Clear Farming and Rain", which was written with great momentum.
Now on the land of Aquarius Island, Yang Hua, who was granted the title of Marquis by the Confucian Temple, is the well-deserved first water god.
Chen Pingan did not go to Yang Hua directly.
There is no way, this Dadu woman, the Marquis, is a very serious person, so he still needs to be notified by the concierge.
But if anyone can watch this series of dream wanderings from beginning to end, they will find that the dream created by Chen Pingan is getting closer and closer to the truth.
Chen Pingan stepped up the steps and walked towards the concierge.
I heard that the first thing Yang Hua did when he took office was to order all the landscape officials within his jurisdiction not to visit the house to congratulate him, so let alone the many landscape gods with low official status under the Hou Mansion, as well as the Jiangshui Zhengshen with a high rank.
, and the city gods of the southern states of Dali have not yet seen Yang Hua’s true face.
Let’s look at our Tiger King of Wei. He is too “approachable” in this matter. Even the county gods, land lords and river ladies were lucky enough to see our Tiger King with their own eyes at the night banquet.
of.
Previously, Chen Ping'an sent Yang Hua a letter through the hands of Dou Yan, the god of Dieyunling Mountain. I believe that Yang Hua is as meticulous as a hair. If there are no accidents, Yang Hua should have visited the old sites of Dieyunling and Tiaobo River.
And most of them are private visits incognito. I believe that with Dou Shanshen's tendency to meddle in other people's business, and Cen Hebo's ability to control floods, Yang Hua may not be very surprised. There are two "jewels in the ocean" under her jurisdiction, but at least she won't be surprised.
disappointment.
The concierge is an old monk from the sea-viewing realm. He is neatly dressed and wearing a robe that is said to have been woven and refined by the Caique Mansion in Luzhou, Beiju. Now it is almost becoming the standard official robe in Dali Shanshui officialdom.
The old porter, a third-rank official of the prime minister's porter, still looked kind and took the initiative to go out to entertain guests. He heard that the guest claimed to be Luo Luoshan Chen Ping'an.
The old monk couldn't hold it back and blurted out: "Who?!"
In fact, this was an impolite move. It was quite rude. With the experience of the old concierge, he would not have made such a mistake. But the news he heard in his ears was really shocking. The other party was alone.
When I arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, there was no sign of a sword light shining brightly on the horizon just now. It didn't look like the posture of a swordsman.
Chen Pingan had no choice but to smile and announce his identity again.
The old concierge immediately started sweating on his forehead. He didn't dare to say a word, so he bit the bullet and said, "Sir Yin Guan, can you allow me to make an announcement?"
Instead of calling the other party Mountain Master or Chen Jianxian, the old concierge directly used the term that held the most weight in his heart.
The old man wanted to let him go immediately, but the rules of the Hou Mansion were strict. The old concierge had stopped many distinguished guests in the past few years. Previously, the Lord of the City from the capital of Dali came to discuss matters. The concierge carefully weighed it and felt that
He should have been allowed to go without any notification, but afterward, Grandma Liu from the Etiquette Department scolded him, saying, "Why are you so confused?"
Chen Pingan nodded and smiled: "Just follow the rules."
The old porter was worried and stood outside the threshold of the Hou Mansion with the Lord Yin Guan.
I was a little curious at the moment, wondering if my palace would be open to welcome guests today.
This is a courtesy that can only be received by the king of Dali, or by the king of the five mountains and mountains in one continent.
But this young swordsman who was born in Aquarius Continent but served as the last hidden official in the Great Wall of Sword Qi rarely visits, not to mention that his master was promoted from the position of water god of Tiefu River, and he is a close neighbor to Luolu Mountain.
It seems that both in public and private affairs, the Hou Mansion should open its ceremonial gate.
However, those who came to greet the young hermit official were the second-in-command of the Etiquette Department and a palm goddess from the Seal and Seal Department of the Marquis Mansion. The Marquis of Changchun did not show up in person, but this fact made the concierge feel a little guilty and even more trembling.
, dare not say any words.
It can be seen from this that there was first a viewing ceremony at Zhengyang Mountain, and then the shocking status of a hidden official spread throughout the mountains and rivers of the continent overnight through Di Bao, and the truth came to light. Now in the officialdom of Aquarius Continent, the name "Chen Ping'an"
, itself is the most effective ultimatum.
The palm seal goddess first saluted Chen Ping'an as a female official, then gave her a blessing and said apologetically: "Master Chen Shan, my master happened to be entertaining guests. It is temporarily inconvenient to leave the guests. I hope Master Chen Shan can forgive me."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It should be so. I visited your house in a hurry without informing you in advance and not being rejected. It's already very good."
The two goddesses of the Hou Mansion, who were not former officials in Tiefujiang, all breathed a sigh of relief.
It still doesn't look like the aloof official Yin Guan you imagined. To be precise, it doesn't look like him at all.
As a result, a group of three people walked through the corridor. Halfway there, two more female officials from other departments came in wearing official uniforms. Judging from the officials, they should be the first and second leaders of various departments in Shuifu.
They seemed to have been waiting on the road for a long time. They happened to pass by, and then along the way, they could go to the reception area of the official hall of the Department of Etiquette together. It was quite impeccable and there was no fault at all.
The female official of the Etiquette Department glared at them, and then received a report from the concierge. Before she left the office, she specifically reminded the officials not to make mistakes. Why is it still such a childish thing?!
The Goddess of the Seal Department could only remind the two of them with her heartfelt voice, and said in a deep voice: "It's coming as soon as it comes, but no one is allowed to speak next!"
If it were Liu Lizhi who was here today, you two would definitely be walking around without food!
It is similar to the Lingyuan Palace in Luzhou, Beiju. Probably because the owners of the mansion are all women, there are many female officials, and it is quite a bit of a yin and yang phenomenon.
Afterwards, when passing by various government offices, people would inevitably poke their heads in front of the doors or windows, but it was still quiet and they didn't dare to make any noise.
Apparently they were all curious about the three-headed and six-armed appearance of the youngest carving sword cultivator in the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Arriving at the main room of the Etiquette Department, the Goddess of the Palm Print said softly: "I still need to trouble Master Chen Shan to wait for a while. The Marquis said before that it will take about half a stick of incense. I won't keep Master Chen waiting."
There was a maid working here, and she quickly brought Chen Pingan a cup of tea. However, the official uniform she was wearing was revealing. She was like a member of the Sixth Department of the Imperial Court. It was unlikely that she would personally bring tea and water to Chen Pingan.
guest's.
Chen Pingan thanked her and took the tea. The tea cup was made of Longquan celadon from his hometown. The glaze color was the first-class plum green. And judging from the craftsmanship, it was fired at a kiln in Baoxi. Chen Pingan thanked her and took the tea.
Pingan even knew which master the teacup in his hand was made by, or at least was the disciple who was brought out by this master. Just quietly weighing the teacup, Chen Pingan sighed.
The entrance of this old kiln usually uses porcelain clay from the Huangmaojian area, but now the clay from the Baxian Xian Ancient Road is used. This is the result of the official kiln being converted into a private kiln.
A layman can see the excitement, but an expert can see the doorway. The same kind of porcelain clay, collectively known as purple gold clay, has subtle differences in the water and soil due to different hills. The weight and viscosity of the soil will be different. The texture of the porcelain fired afterward will be different.
It will be ever-changing. A layman cannot see the difference, but an expert can see it at a glance. For example, the porcelain clay in the Huangmaojian area is much better than that of the Baxian Xian Ancient Road, but the number of pots fired at the kiln mouth will be much lower. In the past, porcelain was used by the royal family.
Major kilns can operate regardless of cost. Nowadays, some kilns have turned to private kilns to sell them for money. Every time a bad porcelain is broken, it is just money.
The Palm Goddess winked at the "maid" several times, and the latter reluctantly left the palace.
Yang Hua appeared outside the door of the Etiquette Department Hall and saw the swordsman in green shirt inside who was drinking tea with his legs crossed, drinking tea leisurely, with a relaxed attitude and no look of displeasure.
When Yang Hua crossed the threshold, Chen Pingan just put down his tea cup.
The two female officials in the room hurriedly saluted Yang Hua and said goodbye. They walked quietly and quickly exited the place.
Yang Hua sat on the chair opposite and asked directly: "Master Chen is here today. What are your orders?"
Chen Ping'an deliberately skipped the word "and" and explained his intention to Yang Hua.
Seeing Yang Hua's hesitation, Chen Ping'an picked up the tea cup again and said with a smile: "Don't be embarrassed, I'll finish the tea and leave."
A pun.
Yang Hua most likely wanted to say hello to the Queen Mother and did not dare to act independently. She was worried that Shuifu, Chen Ping'an and Luo Luoshan would stay away for too long and arouse suspicion.
But if Yang Hua feels embarrassed, that stick of incense is actually meaningless.
Although in Chen Ping'an's view, Yang Hua has become the Duke of Dadu, he has been unable to get out of the shadow of the maid of the Queen Mother's South Hairpin, and there will be considerable sequelae.
It's just that Chen Ping'an is an outsider, so it's useless to talk about this kind of thing, and it may even be counterproductive.
Sure enough, after drinking the tea, Chen Pingan stood up.
Yang Hua suddenly said: "I have no problem with that stick of incense."
Chen Pingan was quite surprised, but he still thanked her.
Yang Hua had a rare smile and returned the courtesy: "Why should Master Chen say thank you for something that is mutually beneficial?"
From the moment he came to the door today, he not only saw me during this period, but also sat there with his legs crossed while holding a teacup, which was considered extremely polite.
Later, Yang Hua took the initiative to talk to Chen Ping'an. It turned out that the group of guests who needed to be received by her personally were from Nantang Lake Qingmei Temple. In addition to the two Qingmei Temple female cultivators, there was also Nantang Lake Water Lord. This water god is now regarded as
The officials under the Changchun Marquis Mansion had just left the house not long ago, and they were accompanied by the swordsman Shao Yunyan from the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, and the blushing lady whose pseudonym was "Mei Qingke".
On the ultimatum, Mrs. Yan Yan used "Mei Qingke" and the Taoist name "Guixian".
So Chen Ping'an had to ask with a smile, "I'm in a hurry. I'll leave the official hall later and leave directly in the wind. Will Mr. Hou mind?"
Yang Hua didn't know what was going on, so she just said it didn't matter.
In the corridor of the official hall, a man in green shirt and Yang Hua clasped their fists to say goodbye, then turned into sword light and disappeared thousands of miles away in an instant.
After Yang Hua left the Office of the Etiquette Department, several goddesses returned to the official room one after another. The female official of the Etiquette Department, who pretended to be a maid, served tea once and replenished the tea again, raised her arms, smiled sweetly, and said just now
When I saw the young hidden official, I had goose bumps. The second-in-command of the Etiquette Department, who was my boss, laughed and called him a nympho.
Catching up with a Qingmeiguan private ferry boat in the sea of clouds, I was dressed in a green shirt, with big sleeves fluttering, and landed on the bow of the boat.
Shao Yunyan noticed the unusual ripples of Tao Qi, and moved away step by step, and came to the bow deck. Feeling very surprised, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Why are you here, Lord Yin Guan?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's just a coincidence. As soon as you left, I entered the Hou Mansion with my back."
The temple owner of Qingmei Temple is a female cultivator who looks like a middle-aged woman, but her hair is covered with frost and snow. Apparently, the previous forced relocation of the Ancestral Master Hall damaged the foundation of the Tao. In addition to practicing water magic, this temple owner also
It is also consistent with the numerology of a Nantang Lake. The female cultivator in the temple moved to another place. It was just a move, but for her, it was a great loss of vitality. Even if she did not fight with the demon clan, she almost fell into trouble.
Standing next to the woman was Zhou Qionglin, a junior in the temple, an expert on the mountain. There was also a woman covered in moisture with light golden eyes.
Nowadays, Nantang Lake is full again, the plum blossoms are blooming again, and the landscape has taken on a new look.
Chen Pingan clasped his fists and smiled: "I have met Master Song, Lord Qin Hu, and Fairy Zhou."
After some courtesy, Chen Ping'an just said that he wanted to catch up with Shao Jianxian and stopped disturbing Qingmei Temple.
It can be seen that the three people in Nantang Lake are extremely nervous.
The shadow of the famous tree.
Originally, he was just one of the ten young people in the world, which was enough to shock people.
So when I heard that Master Chen Shanzhu would leave the ferry soon, I was filled with regret and relieved at the same time.
When they arrived at Shao Yunyan's residence, Shao Yunyan asked if he wanted to drink. Chen Pingan said no, chatted for a few words, and left immediately.
Mrs. Yan Yan was sitting upright and well-behaved, making empty fists with her hands and placing them lightly on her knees. Her eyes were not squinting, as if she was meeting the master of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, the ancestral hall, meeting the sect leader, the old swordsman Qi.
Chen Ping'an asked Shao Yunyan about the current situation of the Longxiang Sword Sect and Nanbo Suozhou, and then said to Madam Blushing: "If possible, Madam Blushing would be better off changing her Taoist name."
Mrs. Yan Yan asked with a bitter face: "I would like to ask Lord Yinguan for advice, why is this?"
What's the matter? I just picked a nice and elegant name at random, and it's bothering you? Do you have to ask me to pick a dirtier one, so that Lord Yin Guan finds it palatable? Are you so lenient?
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I just said casually, there is a pure martial artist named Ma Guixian, who fell into a bad situation not long ago. Do you think it is bad luck or not? Of course, if Mrs. Blushing thinks it's nothing, I don't care.
Already."
Mrs. Yan Yan lamented and lightly stamped her feet. Can she catch up with this?
Shao Yunyan paid more attention to the affairs of the world than Mrs. Yan Yan, and asked: "Is it Cao Ci's senior brother, Ma Guixian?"
Chen Ping'an nodded, and then took out a white bowl from his sleeve. He seemed to pick up something with his fingers. It was crystal clear like a pearl, with precious light flowing and abundant water transport.
Shao Yunyan was a knowledgeable person and asked with a smile: "What is this?"
Chen Pingan explained: "I have seen a big demon stop somewhere in the Middle-earth Divine Continent before. It can be regarded as an extra addition to the deal."
Shao Yunyan was confused and joked with a smile: "What are you doing, Mr. Yinguan? No merit, no reward. This trip is just for running errands. It is no different from traveling in the mountains and playing in the water. I don't practice water magic.
If you give this to me, wouldn't it be a waste of natural resources?"
However, Madam Rouyan felt dizzy when she heard that she could even...vomit out the food that was eaten by a big demon from the Old Throne?
Our Lord Yin Guan has such great official authority.
Chen Ping'an glanced at Mrs. Blushing and said angrily: "Go and invite Mr. Qin Hu to come over and talk. Remember, it's an invitation."
When Shuijun, a woman named Qin from Nantang Lake, came, she saw that Chen Yinguan and Shao Jianxian were already standing in the corridor at the door, waiting for her to come to the door.
There was a white bowl on the table, and the drop of water in the bowl. When Mr. Qin Hu sat down, he felt like meeting an old friend or meeting his old master. The precious light shone and filled the room.
In fact, Chen Pingan had no intention of doing business with this Qin Hujun. It just happened to be such a coincidence that it was a fate that could not be missed.
After Qin Hujun heard about it, he refused to accept the merit. He only said that it was a great blessing to be able to return 80% of the water of Nantang Lake to its original place, let alone the effort of a little effort to light a stick of heart incense. Nantang Lake
It is appropriate to build a shrine for Lord Yin Guan and worship the god.
Her sincere words made the blushing lady beside her feel complicated. She never thought that this boring woman Hu Jun would be so miserable if she didn't speak.
When the young Yin official left the ferry, Shao Yunyan reminded him with a smile: "Qin Hujun, please listen to my advice and forget about building a shrine. Don't secretly enshrine the tablets and offer incense every day. After all, Yin Guan is also a Confucian."
Disciple, this is inconsistent with etiquette."
Lord Qin Hu held the white bowl in both hands but never put it in his sleeves. He thought about it and said, "According to the rules of the Confucian Temple, as the Lord of Lake Water, I am allowed to open the palace. I can invite a Confucian Confucian Temple sacrificial vessel from the nearest academy."
Yes, then if I open my mouth with Guanhu Academy and ask for a certain sage book from Lord Literary Saint, I won’t cause trouble to Lord Yin Guan, right?"
Shao Yunyan showed an appreciative look, nodded and said with a smile: "This can be done."
Mrs. Yan Yan was filled with emotion, Mr. Qinhu, you must have practiced in Luopo Mountain.
Tiaobo River has now been officially renamed Laoyu Lake.
Cen Wenqian, the Bo of Jiuhe, was also successfully promoted by two levels, and was promoted to Lord of the Lake of Yidi. He was of the same rank as the Lord of Heshui. He had just obtained a seventh-level official status.
Because Cen Wenqian followed her daughter Hou Jun Yanghua to visit the Ministry of Industry of the Capital, dredging in Dadu, and some "Helong" and other matters, and made many suggestions, and was judged to be excellent by the Dali court. Now Cen Wenqian even
He also holds the temporary official position of a foreign minister of the Ministry of Water Resources of the capital. Every once in a while, he has to go on duty at "Dianmao" in the capital. Moreover, after Yang Hua's personal recommendation and inspection by the Rites Department of the Dali court, he was promoted to Lord of the Lake.
It passed smoothly, there were a lot of things and a lot of joints, but it was very fast.
This made Cen Wenqian full of emotions. If the same thing was done in the officialdom of the motherland, it would take less than a month, not to mention a year and a half, to achieve it.
When they saw the green-robed swordsman, they bowed to each other, then looked at each other and smiled. Since both parties knew certain things well, they just kept silent.
As for the stick of incense, Cen Wenqian agreed without hesitation, "Then I won't keep Mr. Chen."
Unexpectedly, Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You still have the energy to drink a few glasses of wine."
Cen Wenqian asked: "Then go to Dieyunling to enjoy the autumn breeze?"
Dieyunling Mountain Shenfu’s self-brewed water is quite famous.
At that time, the scholar surnamed Cui came here because of the fish jumping from the Po River and the wine from Dieyunling. If he could drink wine and eat fish at the same time, he would be a master.
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "Those who eat big dogs should just rob the rich and give to the poor."
When they arrived at the Dieyunling Mountain Shrine, Miao Zhu hurriedly prepared a secluded house. Dou Yan stood at the door, greeted him with a smile, and walked forward quickly. The old god had a flattering look on his face, "Isn't this Chen Jianxian? I'll
Talking about turning over the almanac today, why is it both a good time to travel far and a good time to entertain guests? It turns out that it was Chen Jianxian who showed favor and gave our little ancestral temple a chance to entertain guests. Let’s go and sit inside. Mr. Cenhu, why did you come here empty-handed? It’s outrageous.
Ah, hurry up, notify Hujun Mansion and send two big fish over, I will personally cook today and make a table of home-cooked dishes for Chen Jianxian."
Helping his Dieyun Ridge to establish a connection with the Bixiao Palace, Hou Jun Yanghua came to the mountain in person. Dou Yan finally became a familiar face with Hou Jun, especially when he helped his old friend Cen Wenqian to tide over the difficulties.
Not to mention, it was a blessing in disguise. The change of route was obviously a disaster, but instead she was promoted. Now Cen Wenqian knew that she had a "flirtation" with that prince, let alone calling Chen Jianxian, even if Dou Yan bowed his head and imitated those sycophants in the officialdom
, it’s okay to call him Uncle Chen, Mr. Chen.
Ordinary young people don't know how difficult it is to ask for help. When you are poor and it's cold to the bone in summer, asking for help is like swallowing a three-foot sword. If you can live your whole life without understanding these old principles, you are probably the truly lucky person.
Originally, Dou Yan had already made preparations to go fishing in the river in person. Cen Wenqian might have visited Daduhou Mansion and Dali Capital several times, but suddenly she was enlightened. She actually asked them to wait, and then went to the river in person.
Went fishing.
Soon a table of wine and food was served. Dou Yan took off his apron and casually put it on the back of the chair, indicating that he was indeed the one who served it himself.
Cook.
Chen Pingan picked up a chopstick of steamed seabass, which was the apricot seabass unique to the Tiaobo River. He took another sip of wine, gave a thumbs up, and praised: "Eating fish and drinking wine are delicious and well-deserved."
.”
Qing Tong, who was hiding somewhere, could only remind him in a low voice: "If you continue to stay, this business will suffer a big loss."
If Chen Ping'an stays in the dreamland of the long river of time, he will lose some of his merits.
“What’s the point of working so hard in business?”
Chen Pingan laughed with his heart and said: "Isn't it just because I want to drink, a friend will invite me to drink, and I can eat and drink as long as I want."
Qingtong could only continue to wait patiently.
When I was drinking tea at that lady's house, I never saw you so heroic and heroic.
At that time, Chen Pingan actually murmured a few words in his mind. Judging from his posture, he was about to settle accounts with Yang Hua, who had not shown up for a long time.
When Dou Yan learned that Luo Po Mountain actually planned to establish a sect on Tongye Continent, he began to inquire about the information and asked with a smile: "They really want to learn from our Baoping Continent and open up a new channel? Do they really want to start construction?
, can it really be done?”
The three chief and deputy leaders of Haoran Jiuzhou and the Confucian Temple, together with the priests and priests of the three major palaces, rushed to each continent one after another, and a total of 16 major sects were sealed.
Beiju Luzhou and Baopingzhou each have one, but Tongyezhou has none. Therefore, one of the things in the Peach Leaf Alliance was to discuss joint efforts to open up Dadu and re-drench the old Du waterway.
Taking the buried river as the main trunk and connecting it to the sea, the Empress of the Yao family of the Daquan Dynasty probably had this consideration before she was willing to get involved in those mountain affairs.
Of course, not all water entering the sea can be called "profane".
Just like the Leng River in Tongyezhou, including its tributaries, it is thousands of miles long. Even the rank of the river god is only from the seventh rank, but some water veins are only three or four thousand miles long, and they can still become great rivers.
However, the Confucian Temple has never announced the specific evaluation method regarding the renaming of rivers, how to be promoted, and how to obtain the suffix "".
Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "We have this plan, but it is difficult to implement it. First of all, it is extremely difficult to balance the interests of all parties. Mr. Cenhu is an expert in water control and knows the potholes here best. Furthermore, over at Tongyezhou,
No one from the three academies of Dafu, Tianmu and Wuxi dared to nod their heads. Whether this move is feasible or not, even if it is a hint, the academy will definitely not give it. Once Dadu has the backbone
The rudimentary form of the river course, the merging of dragons, the diversion of channels, the diversion of routes, but in the end the Confucian Temple could not pass, resulting in this big water never being able to obtain the title of Dadu. So for the Daquan Yao family who participated in this matter, the north side
For the Jinding Temple, Pushan Yuncaotang, and all the dynasties, small countries and immortal mansions on the mountain that were involved, the loss was not just the loss of dozens or hundreds of Grain Rain coins, but the total loss could be as many as tens of thousands if not careful.
Guyu Qian's bad debts, confusing accounts, and then being in a state of embarrassment, each went back to his home, and then tried to fill the holes in his own treasury. It would probably make the ministers of the Ministry of Household Affairs and the God of Wealth on the mountain all resign in anger. Anyway, it doesn't matter.
Looking forward to it.”
Dou Yan sighed.
Chen Ping'an raised the wine bowl, bumped it lightly with Dou Shanshen, and asked with a smile: "Why did you think of asking this?"
Cen Wenqian was also curious as to whether the Tongye Continent in the south had a large sulfur, and what it had to do with you, Dou Yan, the mountain god, so she joked, "In front of Sesame Mung Bean Official, I worry about the heart of the First Assistant Minister."
Friends often enjoy trying to tear each other down.
Dou Yan raised his head, drank all the wine in the bowl, and told the truth, "There is a small mountain sect over there in Tongyezhou. It is one of the mountain forces of the Peach Leaf Alliance.
Thanks to connections, I found our Aquarius Island, and then a mountain god friend of mine got involved somehow. This guy thought there was an opportunity and it was a way to make a fortune, so he asked me if I wanted to participate and he could pool some money.
After the work is completed, it can be repaid in at most two to three hundred years, and then you can lie down and count money every day. Such a good life can last for seven or eight hundred years. According to that friend, rough calculation, at least there can be
Quadruple profits.”
Cen Wenqian laughed angrily and said, "You guys are crazy about money."
Now that the Confucian Temple has reopened the canonization of Dadu, we have three people to thank.
Wei She of Ai Aizhou, Imperial Master of Dali, Cui Zhu of Xiuhu. Yuan Yu of the Yasheng lineage, the youngest Academy Headmaster in the history of Haoran.
One is that he has been campaigning for many years about this matter. Since Wei She did not participate in the discussions at the Confucian Temple, there are rumors that Wei She brought up the old matter again and sent a letter to all three Confucian Temple leaders.
Cui Chan, on the other hand, said nothing and never even dealt with the Confucian Temple. He just "acted his own way" and "went his own way" and got things done.
The emergence of Qidu has become the best positive example, proving that a large river in a continent has a large river to gather water transportation, and the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.
Later, it was Yuan Yu who formally raised the matter during the discussion in the Confucian Temple.
In fact, Chen Ping'an also knew a secret. On that night boat, Chen Ping'an had met Yuan Yu, the Little Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, and the young monk. In addition to investigating the vast world, Chen Ping'an had met
In addition to the subtle deviations of the latest weights and measures, he actually made a special trip to complete a Qidu, which is considered one of the key inspection objects.
Dou Yan filled himself up with wine again, raised the wine bowl towards someone, and smiled at the handsome swordsman in green shirt. "Cen Wenqian, you are a little lake gentleman, go and cool off for now."
Lord Yin Guan, why don't you give me some accurate words?
If it doesn't work, I'll advise that friend not to use the fairy money to waste money. If it works, then I, Dieyunling, will have to sell everything to raise money.
Chen Pingan poured the wine, shook the wine bowl, and said with his tongue: "This stack of Yunling wine is not cheap."
Cen Wenqian knocked the wine bowl on the table, reminding Dou Yan not to push too far, and glared: "Dou Dashan, Mr. Chen has said so much, but you still don't understand. After being a mountain god for a long time, you can't understand human words anymore?"
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Because Cen Wenqian can conclude that as long as nothing unexpected happens, Tongyezhou will never think of reopening Dadu. Chen Jianxian's words just now have already revealed the secret, which can be regarded as the final word on the matter.
How could a Peach Leaf Alliance, with only a few mountain and mountain forces, have the ability to accomplish such a feat? One of the so-called agendas was just a superficial effort to unite people's hearts.
There is only one possibility to create a great path for Tongyezhou, and that is to be led by the Yugui Sect, and it must be Wei Ying who shows up in person, and does not hesitate to consume the merits of his own sect, and then pulls in the Liu family of Aaiaizhou.
The wealthy and wealthy Guojiang Dragon might even recruit an ally from the north, the Great Li Imperial Court, to share the accounts together.
Chen Pingan thought for a while and said: "Not only Brother Dou, but also Mr. Cen, if you have some spare money on hand, you can count on it."
Cen Wenqian was stunned, the new Lake Lord was a little confused.
Chen Pingan continued: "Dou Shanshen, you have to give me a guarantee that it is okay to borrow money from people everywhere, but even to your colleague and friend, don't say more than a word, even if you can't bear it,
If the other party asks, just give a perfunctory answer and just say that it is a gossip you heard on the roadside. It is not accurate. It is his business to believe it or not. You must not drink too much that day and let us drink together today.
Tell everything about your family affairs to anyone."
Dou Yan nodded and laughed, "If I don't understand these official rules, I will be the mountain god of Dieyunling for nothing."
Cen Wenqian asked curiously: "What is this?"
As a result, the other party smiled and gave an answer.
"I will make it happen."
Cen Wenqian was speechless. She just felt it was incredible and couldn't believe it. She just had to believe it.
The implication of this young swordsman's words could not be clearer.
I can do things that the three academy presidents dare not nod.
Cen Wenqian was silent for a long time, but as soon as the Lake Master opened his mouth, Dou Yan almost spit out a mouthful of wine.
"Mr. Chen, I've been short of money for a long time. You have to lend me some money, of course Guyu money."
Chen Ping'an had just picked up a piece of steamed seabass with chopsticks and hung it in mid-air. He said helplessly: "This plate of fish is really not cheap."
Finally, wait until Chen Pingan leaves Dieyunling.
Dou Yan said in confusion: "It's strange. Why do I always have an illusion? It doesn't make sense."
Cen Wenqian smiled and said: "We are obviously drinking at the same table, but it feels like we are in another world?"
Dou Yan slapped the table, "You hit the nail on the head! That's how I feel! Wen Qian, are we dreaming?"
Cen Wenqian asked with a smile: "If you want to verify the authenticity of this matter, it's very simple. Just stick your face over and I'll slap you."
Dou Yan laughed and cursed for a few times, then suppressed his laughter and asked softly: "Isn't it because of the scholar named Cui that we had so many good things?"
Cen Wenqian nodded.
Dou Yan was silent for a long time, and only managed to say one good thing, "This person named Chen is very nostalgic."
Shujian Lake recently had its first Lake Lord.
This is definitely not a good thing for the Zhenjing Sect, whose jurisdiction encompasses the entire Shujian Lake.
It's not just a matter of getting a share of the pie, it's like there's an extra bed beside the couch.
According to the latest gold and jade genealogy of the Confucian Temple, the new Lord of the Lake is classified from the high position of the third rank, which is equivalent to the rank of the Dali Iron Fu River Water God and the old Qiantang Chang.
Regarding this matter, looking at the lively local genealogy monks in Aquarius Continent, they also showed some sympathy for the Zhenjing Sect. The Dali imperial court was indeed somewhat suspected of burning bridges.
It is said that the person who single-handedly facilitated this incident was Liu Qingfeng, the old minister who had died of illness in office.
I just don’t know how the current, third sect leader of Zhenjing Sect, Liu Laocheng of Gongliu Island, feels now.
Will the Jade Guizong be resentful for this, and create some rift with the Dali Song family?
Anyway, in recent months, the atmosphere in Zhenjing Sect and the cities around Shujian Lake has been a bit strange, as if fistfights on every wine table have become much quieter.
In the realm of Falcon Mountain, there is a small sect that has been established just a few years ago. The leader is an old monk named Zhang Ye who was a casual cultivator.
The changes in Shujian Lake are like a rainstorm that is ready to go. Whoever has a big house and a lot of courtyards will get more raindrops, but it doesn't matter if the house is small.
Almost every year, an old friend comes here to visit Zhangye.
The female island owner of Sulin Island, Tian Hujun, who is Liu Zhimao’s disciple, is a local golden elixir immortal in Shujian Lake.
She also came here today, but like her master, she used a blinding technique because the person she saw was Zhang Jing.
Among the monks on Qingxia Island, Zhang Dao, who served as the director of the fishing house, was one of the earliest "Conglong ministers" to follow Liu Zhimao.
Without Zhang Jing, who was born as a genealogical cultivator, there might not have been the later Zhenjun Jiejiang, let alone the current chief minister of the Zhenjing Sect.
Zhang Tie was in a small room, sitting around a brazier with his old master Liu Zhimao and Tian Hujun. Zhang Tie was drinking a bowl of Wutiao wine from Chishuicheng. This kind of fairy wine is extremely expensive.
Expensive, it doesn’t mean that distinguished guests come to the door, and they will not be easily used to entertain guests. A small family needs to spend money everywhere. He, as the leader, cannot help spending lavishly on the cultivation of those disciples, the spiritual weapons that are the natal objects, and the daily medicinal diet.
, and the occasional favors to Falcon Luoshan’s neighbor, the Immortal Mansion... There is no need for immortal money,
Although he was a little shabby, his life was so fulfilling that Zhang Ding didn't even think of it as joy amid hardship.
On the road of life, the last time I had such a state of mind was many years ago, when I just met Liu Zhimao.
One is ambitious, the other is lofty, and two paupers who make their fortune from scratch will look forward to the future together.
Zhang Jing held the wine bowl, twisted a peanut and threw it into his mouth. He asked curiously: "What is the origin and background of this new Lord of Lake? How come there is no official news at all."
Liu Zhimao sneered and said: "Zhang Ye, the head of the Langhuan Sect, was the second in command of Qingxia Island in his early years, and Zhang Jing, a wild cultivator who was under one person and outnumbered ten thousand people in Shujian Lake, ended up under the hands of a Dragon Gate monk in Falcon Mountain.
I half-rented and half-bought a huge piece of land, tell me, Master Zhang, what kind of official connections there are? Those landscape newspapers nowadays are all borrowed from the monks of Falcon Mountain, right?"
Zhang Tao picked up a few rice cakes from the plate, dipped them in fermented bean curd, and then placed them on the iron mesh above the stove to bake, "I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. Besides, my sect is
It’s small, but getting a name is big. As for the expense of the landscape newspaper, you can save as much as you can. Borrow it from someone to read it, and there won’t be a few words missing from the newspaper. If you don’t read it, you can’t read it in vain.”
The Langhuan Blessed Land in Liuxia Continent and the Yuanyang Blessed Land in Jinjia Continent are both excellent places that are famous in Jiuzhou.
It was just a big mistake and it was possible to name it Langhuan Sect, but it meant that Zhang's sect would never be able to join the sect in the future, unless it temporarily changed its name.
In recent years, every time Zhang Zhen went to Shujian Lake, he went to two places to meet Zeng Ye, the ghost cultivator who he considered "taking him to the mountains to practice". It was Zhang Zhe who took the simple and cowardly young man away from Mao Yue.
Island, when I arrived at Qingxia Island, I met the accountant, and all the opportunities and situations that followed came about. There is also the ruins of Hengbo Island in the past, which is actually just a piece of water now.
Anyway, Zhang Ding would deliberately bypass Qingxia Island, obviously making up his mind to draw a clear line with the past.
Liu Zhimao said: "The new Lake Lord Xia Fan is a ghost. It is said that he was a scout of the Great Li border army. He made considerable military exploits during his lifetime and led a team to attack and kill a Nascent Soul Realm monster. After taking office this time,
, He hasn’t appeared many times in public, and his true character is not yet known. In short, he is not a light-hearted person, but a smiling tiger. Especially since he has an unknown aide with him. His name is Wu Guanqi, and he doesn’t have a nickname. I heard
He is a casual cultivator. From what I see, he is probably a ruthless guy who was born as a Da Li spy. I heard Liu Laocheng say that Xia Fan can stand out from the crowd of heroic spirits and fill such a huge gap. It seems that
The Empress Dowager Da Li has contributed a lot secretly."
Zhang Jing said with a smile: "This kind of fight between gods coming and going in the clouds and fog, we small fish who only eat in the shallow water on the shore can just watch the excitement."
Liu Zhimao laughed and said, "You are indeed much more comfortable than me."
Over the years, Liu Zhimao has been repeatedly persuading Zhang Qi to return to Shujian Lake. Even if he is not serving as the genealogy master of the Zhenjing Sect, he can just pick one of the vassal islands in Hengbo Mansion on Qingxia Island, just like Mr. Tianhu, and make a fortune.
Dangdang, the owner of the island, is it different to be able to establish a sect? It is better than being anonymous here, leading a group of young people with some qualifications for cultivation, big boys, dealing with chicken shit and dog shit all day long, is that right?
If it were another person who was so ignorant and didn't know anything about it, Liu Zhimao would have been slapped to death.
But I heard that it was that person who first recommended this piece of land.
And because Zhang Jin gave his sect such a name, Liu Zhimao privately invited an earth master to come here to survey the geography, but he couldn't find any clues.
With Liu Zhimao's consistent behavior in his early years, Falcon Luoshan can change its owner.
I used to be a wild cultivator, but now my status has changed. I have to be kinder and spend some money. But the other party dares to offer a high price?
Never take the chief minister of a sect seriously.
Liu Zhimao glanced sideways at his eldest disciple, "Look at yourself, and then look at others. They say people are more irritating than others, so why don't you die?"
Every time Mr. Tianhu is in this room, he really doesn’t even dare to take a big drink.
I was afraid that I might make Master unhappy, and then I would settle old and new accounts together with myself.
Upon hearing Liu Zhimao's words that contained murderous intent, Tian Hujun's face instantly turned pale.
The "people" that Master refers to are, of course, the current hidden official.
Zhang Dao shook his head and said with a smile: "Tian Hujun is not bad, is it possible that even the golden elixir and the immortal are not worth anything now?"
Liu Zhimao sneered, "It's always valuable over there in Tongyezhou. If our Tian Dixian goes there, it won't be difficult to establish a sect."
Zhang Dao actually has a good impression of Tian Hujun who has grown up step by step, but her Taoist heart is not tough enough. As for her intention to harm others, she is actually not much. In the old Shujian Lake, this kind of monk had no realm and was not ruthless enough.
, on the contrary, it is difficult to gain a foothold in the long term. However, time has passed and I have become a genealogy monk of the Zhenjing Sect. It is nothing more than a good practice. I don’t have to have too many intrigues or dangerous fights with anyone, but I can expect great achievements.
This is probably like a joke made by the accountant back then: people today can't explain what will happen tomorrow.
After this, there is another heartfelt saying: If nothing happens today when you wake up, it will be a good time in the world.
Zhang Jing calmed down a little and said jokingly: "Your Zhenjing Sect is so incompetent that you change your sect leaders frequently. You are the best in the world. If you change people again, it will be your turn as the next sect leader."
Jiang Shangzhen, Wei Ying, and Liu Laocheng, the top people in the Ancestral Master Hall, are about to be replaced before their seats are warm.
Liu Zhimao didn't hide anything from his old friend and said with a smile: "Liu Laocheng mentioned it to me in private and asked me if I had this intention. If so, he would start planning this matter now.
When the time comes, Liu Laocheng will recommend to the sect, so as not to rush to the Jade Guizong side and find it difficult to pass. After all, Wei Ying is not a vegetarian. He will definitely have his own layout, just talk about the Jiuyi Sect.
Feng has a new master now. But I didn’t agree to this matter."
To be honest, the three previous heads of Yugui Sect, from Xun Yuan, to Jiang Shangzhen, and now to Wei Ying, any one of them is a character with extremely powerful skills.
Zhang Jing was a little surprised. He handed Liu Zhimao a piece of rice cake that was baked into golden brown, and then gave another to Tian Hujun. "Why don't you agree? There is a huge difference between being the number one and the number two."
Liu Zhimao took the rice cake, lowered his head and ate it, "I finally figured it out. This genealogical identity on my body is a piece of clothing that can't be taken off after being passed on. Others look at it to keep warm, but I feel too hot wearing it and want to take it off.
If I don't wear it anymore, I have to take off my clothes and a layer of skin. If I am still just the chief worshipper, there will be no way out in the future, but if I succeed as the sect leader, I will have to go to the dark side in this life."
After all, it is no better than being a wild cultivator in Shanze who does whatever he wants, acts unscrupulously, has high power and holds the power of life and death.
In those days, anyone who wanted to climb up Shujian Lake had to blaze a bloody trail. Just think about any island owner back then, no matter how big or small, who didn’t have bones under their feet to use as stepping stones?
Now.
One is that the monk's own realm has the final say.
The next step is to rely on family connections and mentoring.
In short, don’t take the realm of monks in the title Zong too seriously.
Let's just talk about the little girl named Zhou Caizhen on Gongliu Island. What qualifications does she have for cultivation? What happened? Not to mention that Li Furui regarded her as his own, more than a direct descendant, but the sect leader Liu Laocheng saw her. , it also needs to be a bit pleasant.
There is also Li Furui’s new disciple, named Guo Chunxi. He comes from a small place called Xianyou County. He was once a half-baked pure martial artist. He is a three-level qigong practitioner who relied entirely on the money from the gods. In the future, he will be able to do the Dongfu level. , Li Furui is really willing to accept him as his direct successor? It's nothing more than a mess thrown by Jiang Shangzhen, Li Furui doesn't dare to neglect it at all, she can't help but not caring and not contributing.
In the same way, Li Furui, who is the second-ranking enshrined person, would not dare to say anything to Jiang Shangzhen. Among the members of the Zhenjing Sect's Ancestral Master Hall, who would dare not take it seriously if she casually makes insinuations with others?
Besides, where did Zeng Ye, who was stupid but blessed, get that secret book? How could he be praised by others as "a secret book that can open up a unique way to the ghost world"?
Did it fall from the sky? It can barely be calculated. After all, Jiang Shangzhen threw it to Zeng Ye casually, and then Zeng Ye picked it up while walking on the roadside.
Zhang Ding glanced at his old friend and nodded, "I understand."
From the corner of his eye, Liu Zhimao caught a glimpse of the eldest disciple, who was happily eating rice cakes there.
Damn, what an ignorant piece of trash.
Our Lord Jiejiang was so angry that he almost couldn't help himself and slapped her in the face.
In fact, Liu Zhimao’s words have two hidden meanings.
Liu Laocheng has only been in the Immortal Realm for a few years, but he has the confidence to reach a higher level and seek the legendary Ascension Realm!
Otherwise, why would Liu Laocheng be so friendly with Liu Zhimao? Wouldn't he just want to be a comfortable Supreme Emperor of Zhenjing Sect in the future?
Then there was Liu Zhimao’s so-called escape route. Tian Hujun couldn’t understand it, but Zhang Jing understood clearly that it meant that the colorful world would reopen next time.
Liu Zhimao is most likely going to start a sect there! He will be the founder of that sect. Not the fourth head of some bullshit sect.
This thing is really possible, and there is no need to break up with the Yugui Sect. One less chief minister of the lower sect is lost, but one more ally on the mountain opens a sect in the colorful world. Although the door will be opened and closed next time , if you want to cross the two worlds, you can't do it without the Ascension Realm, but there is no guarantee about the world's affairs. For example, what if Liu Zhimao is lucky enough to enter the Ascension Realm? Or for example, the Confucian Temple suddenly changed its mind and wanted to fight with Will the Colorful World be able to communicate with each other for a long time? Just like the tea-horse trade on the borders of secular dynasties?
Tian Hujun was obviously aware of Master's displeasure, but she didn't know where she was wrong. She was depressed for a while. She just felt extremely miserable, but she didn't dare to show it at all, so she had to lower her head and gnaw the rice cake, which tasted like chewing wax.
Zhang Jing thought of an interesting story and said with a smile: "I heard that the strange man who has been wandering around Chishuicheng for many years has now become a guest in Hujun's house. What's the origin? Could it be that it is true to the old saying that strangers have been strangers since ancient times?
, how many of them are hidden in Tugu?”
A few years ago, a strange stranger from Chishuicheng came to Chishuicheng. He could play the iron flute and had an eccentric temperament. Sometimes he wore a red shirt with big sleeves, like a kid from the Gaoliang Chinese tribe, with a hairpin on his head and walked alone with a look of disdain. Sometimes he wore ragged clothes like a beggar from a poor family.
My son, I beg on the street whenever I meet someone. As long as someone is willing to give me money, I will help him tell fortunes. Regardless of whether the other person agrees or not, he will follow up and give me a few words that are similar to prophecies.
Liu Zhimao sneered, "He's just an old Jindan who knows a little bit about physiognomy. He likes to pretend to be magic and deceive traffickers and people. He doesn't stick to trivial matters in appearance, but in his heart he is the kind of sour scholar you hate the most in your life. He pays attention to the principle of doing everything right.
From an individual perspective, if the people around you bow to those who are working in the fields or digging manure in the latrines, they will say, 'Even my face is shameful.'"
At this point, Liu Zhimao took a sip of wine and said, "Those of you who have read a few books, don't worry about scolding yourself and others. Your words can disgust people."
Zhang Jing drank a bowl of wine and shook the flask. There was not much left. He poured the last bowl of wine and sighed for no reason, "Life is not about reading and appreciating paintings. When you see the mountains in the paintings, you don't know the real pain of trekking.
It is also like the poem about bitter rain and poor sorrow. Although it is a good poem in poetry, it is extremely painful for those who use it."
"That's the truth, but it sounds awkward."
Liu Zhimao nodded and said: "Zhang Qing, to be honest, you have been a genealogy monk all your life. Even though you followed me and founded Qingxia Island together and had a huge business, you have never been a mountaineer for a day.
Ye Xiu."
Zhang Jing smiled and asked: "What about you? Now that you have become the chief priest of a sect, have you ever been the genealogy master for a day?"
Liu Zhimao was speechless.
Zhang Jing raised the wine bowl and said with a smile: "There are endless things in the world outside the house, but there is only one cup in front of you."
Liu Zhimao bumped into him lightly and said, "This old boy is addicted to pornographic texts."
Zhang Jing raised his head and finished the drink and asked, "Aren't you going back to Hengbo Mansion on Qingxia Island to have a New Year's Eve dinner? Is it possible that you still have to stay vigil here with me?"
Liu Zhimao smiled and said, "Why not?"
Zhang Ding waved his hand, "No, I still have a serious New Year's Eve dinner here. With you two here eating and drinking, it probably won't feel like the New Year."
Liu Zhimao smiled and was about to get up and leave.
Indeed, I don’t know how many years ago it was last time I had New Year’s Eve dinner.
But at this moment, there was someone unnoticed on the other side of the door, leaning against the door, holding his sleeves with his hands, and said with a smile: "Chief Liu has lofty ambitions. He is thinking about going to the colorful world right now. He is really far-sighted.
Good ambition and good layout.”
Zhang Jing just raised his head with a sincere smile.
But Liu Zhimao was sweating profusely in an instant. He was afraid of the person behind him, and even more afraid that that person could stand silently outside the house for so long.
If this sword is handed out, wouldn't everything be over?
Tian Hujun couldn't hide his pale face, and his Taoist heart was trembling uncontrollably.
However, Liu Zhimao soon returned to normal and turned to look at the old acquaintance outside the door.
When we first met, the other person seemed like a little ant running around and working beside his shoe. Whether he would be trampled to death or not would depend on his own mood.
When we met again for the second time, the other party tried his best and tried his best to stay under the shelter of others on Qingxia Island, so he could barely sit down and have a drink with me on an equal footing.
The third time was at Zhengyang Mountain, where both parties were guests, and the young mountain owner of Luolu Mountain was able to lead him away.
As for today.
Maybe the other party views me, the chief priest of the sect, a Jade Purity monk, as an ant?
The mud-legged man in the back alley. The accountant of Qingxia Island. Master Chen of Luolu Mountain. The last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall and the latest engraver on the city wall.
Tian Hujun's state of mind is somewhat different from others.
Because the thing that makes Mr. Tian Hu most fearful is not the shocking deeds or identity, but a "little thing" that not many people know about.
The man in green shirt in front of me, even if he puts aside all his identities, let alone his feats.
He is still a person who can slap Gu Can in front of everyone, and Gu Can will smile at him sincerely.
Liu Zhimao stood up, turned around, clasped his fists heavily, and said with a hearty smile: "I've seen Yin Guan!"
Zhang Jing stood up and said with a smile: "What a rare guest. Last time my sect was founded, I sent a letter to Luopo Mountain, but in the end I still couldn't invite Accountant Chen. I'll have to punish myself later."
Tian Hujun stood up, tried his best to stabilize his mind, and said softly: "I have met Mr. Chen."
Chen Ping'an stretched out his palm and pressed it a few times, then said with a smile: "There are all old friends in this room, why are you so polite?"
As a result, even Zhang Jing had to wait until Chen Pingan sat down first before sitting down, let alone Chief Liu and Tian Dixian.
"I wasn't even on Luolu Mountain at that time. How could I invite you? It's really not my fault. No matter who I'm talking to, I can't get Brother Zhang's side."
Chen Ping'an actually drank a bowl of wine, raised the back of his hand and wiped his mouth, "This Chi Shuicheng Wu Tiao wine is nothing but expensive."
Afterwards, he and Zhang Qian asked some questions about the Langhuan Sect. As the master of the mountain, Chen Pingan agreed on behalf of the Luopo Mountain. From now on, as long as he is a disciple of the Langhuan Sect and travels, he can go to the Luopo Mountain.
, if there is a pure martial artist with good qualifications, as long as Zhang Zhen is willing, he can be placed at Luopo Mountain. It will be no problem for him to stay for two or three years. During this period, there will be someone to help teach him boxing.
Liu Zhimao said helplessly: "I originally thought that Mr. Yin Guan would help me to persuade him, but now it seems that it is not possible."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "There is a kind of strong person who can take the hard life seriously and not complain about God or others."
Zhang Jiang waved his hand, "It's just a poor life with no worries about food and clothing. It's not a hard life."
Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.
Liu Zhimao burst out laughing.
Zhang Jing also laughed at himself and raised his wine bowl, "I can't beat you, so drink and drink."
A certain truth is like a river, and another seemingly negative truth is actually just a tributary of that river.
Tian Hujun was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and finally chewed out the aftertaste.
For a moment, she felt even more ashamed of herself. In a room full of people, she seemed to be the least intelligent person. It was really bad.
There are only two ways for a person to be unsociable, one is to stand out from the crowd, and the other is to stand out from the crowd.
Liu Zhimao asked tentatively: "Are you planning to meet the new Lake Lord?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Don't worry, there is no need for Chief Liu to introduce me on my behalf."
After drinking another bowl of wine, Chen Ping'an stood up and left, only to have Zhang Dao be sent to the door.
Zhang Jing said from the bottom of his heart: "If Liu Zhimao asks you for help later, for the sake of my little pride, I hope you can help me if you can. If you can't help, forget it."
The old monk then added, "At least, at least I beg you not to settle old scores with this guy."
Chen Pingan smiled and said to himself, "It used to be difficult to explain a truth clearly, but that truth is not that small, but now it is easy to explain the same truth clearly, but that truth is not that big."
Hearing Xian's elegance, Zhang Ding nodded and said, "Next time I go to Luopo Mountain to meet you for a drink."
Chen Ping'an reminded: "Remember to inform Luopo Mountain in advance. It's not that I'm arrogant, but I go out often, so I may not stay on the mountain."
Zhang Tie smiled and agreed.
Chen Ping'an finally joked, "As the leader of a faction, you have a lot of leisure time."
Zhang Ding laughed. Although there is a so-called mountain sect now, everything has to be calculated carefully. To be honest, how many acres of fertile land the sect has rented and how many houses have been bought outside need Zhang Ding.
I have seen it personally. During the autumn harvest season, Zhang Ding is even happy to work in the fields himself. The scene is not just that of a white-haired old farmer standing in the fields.
Sure enough, as Zhang Jing expected, not long after leaving the house, Liu Zhimao asked in his heart: "I wonder what the colorful world is like now?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said with a smile: "You will know as soon as Zhenjun Jiejiang leaves."
Seeing that the other party did not want to say more, Liu Zhimao had no choice but to ask. In fact, he just wanted to ask if there were many monks in the upper five realms over there now. Of course, if he could have some relationship with Ascension City, to be precise, it would be
It is even more desirable to have a good relationship with the summer palace in Feisheng City. Now it seems that if I really go to the colorful world, as long as I am not secretly stumbling by this young hermit official to wear small shoes, I should burn high incense?
Chen Pingan smiled, cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and disappeared in a flash.
Liu Zhimao then concealed himself and took Tian Hujun with him to ride the wind and return to Qingxia Island.
Overlooking Shujian Lake, one of the islands has willows curling weakly by the water, just like the waist of the girl next door.
As for Nahu Junshui Mansion, it is located deep under the water in Shujian Lake. It has good mountain roots and water veins. It is also a continuous building "built on the mountain". Although it is not luxurious, it is not vulgar.
The Zhenjing Sect has withdrawn from several nearby islands above the water, and a new Hujun Temple has been built on one of the large islands. The Zhenjing Sect is considered extremely sincere.
The new Lord of Lake, Xia Fan, and his aide Wu Guanqi were playing chess in a pavilion.
The young-looking Hu Jun is wearing a blue-green dragon robe, which is not considered transgressive.
The scribe in white who sat opposite him had a middle-aged appearance, holding a folding fan in one hand and a twister in the other.
Xia Fan gently placed a piece on the chessboard and asked, "Do you want to test Liu Laocheng again?"
Wu Guanqi nodded and said: "Of course it is necessary, but don't be too hasty. If you don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, Shang Zong Wei Ying is very courageous. Furthermore, Liu Laocheng is an immortal, and he was born as a wild cultivator. His luck is there
The body should not be underestimated. If you want to break through the big situation, you don't need to use great strength, just cut in a little bit and be light."
Xia Fan smiled and said: "Liu Laocheng is so knowledgeable that we can't seem to find any opportunity for the new official to take office."
As soon as he took office, Liu Laocheng took the initiative to visit him, handed over the land deeds and sent away the islands without saying a word.
Xia Fan then asked: "Does Mr. Wu have a chance to contact Liu Zhimao and win over him?"
Wu Guanqi shook his head and said: "Hujun's Mansion can't give Liu Zhimao what he wants, so we don't have to humiliate ourselves and become a joke to Zhenjun Jiejiang."
In the next game of chess, Xia Fan fell into long tests several times, but Wu Guanqi made every move quickly.
It's just that the two sides playing chess don't know that there is a "true gentleman" standing beside the chessboard who is really watching the chess without saying a word.
Qingtong couldn't help but remind him again: "Why are you wasting it like this?"
Chen Pingan just put his hands behind his back, looked at the chess game on the table, and said calmly: "Don't worry, let's wait until they decide the winner."
Each made another dozen moves,
Chen Ping'an saw that the overall situation was decided, and glanced at the folding fan in Wu Guanqi's hand. Previously, this person said that Wei Ying was quite courageous, but in fact he was not bad either. There were eight characters written on one side of the folding fan.
"Among the flowers, I am the Lord of the East."
In an instant, ripples rippled, and Wu Guanqi asked before Hu Jun Xia Fan.
"who?!"
"I."
Wu Guanqi's face changed slightly, and he seemed very angry.
On the other hand, Xia Fan, Lord of the Lake, remained calm in the face of danger and looked at the man in green shirt with great interest as his figure and face gradually appeared.
After seeing the other party's face clearly, Xia Fan immediately stood up, bowed and said: "The little god pays homage to Yin Guan."
Wu Guanqi smiled slightly, closed the folding fan, lowered his head and cupped his hands and said, "I have met Chen Jianxian."
Chen Pingan returned the salute with his hands and fists, and said: "The current situation is hard-won. I sincerely ask Mr. Xia Hu to cherish it more."
Xia Fan nodded with a smile and said: "Planning your own affairs in your position is the meaning of the question."
In fact, before Chen Pingan showed up, he was almost certain that his trip would be in vain.
The new Lord of Lake, Xia Fan, and the mastermind, Wu Guanqi, are indeed smart people, especially the latter, who is very thoughtful.
Before coming here, Chen Ping'an actually went to the various offices of Hujun's residence, especially the archives room. There are many secret records. For example, Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi, who were born in Maoyue Island, are all on the list.
In addition, I also came across many familiar names. It can be said that I have spared no effort in collecting intelligence, and I have gained a lot.
He is two extremes from the genius brother from Zhengyang Shanshui Longfeng.
And looking at the handwriting in those files, it was obvious that they were all written by one person.
Even Gongliudao Zhou Caizhen has many records here. On the booklet, there are some speculations by the main author. Judging from the ink on the file, it was added later. For example, Jiang Shangzhen, whose pseudonym is Zhou Fei, and Duckweed Jianhu
The woman Sword Immortal Li Cai, coupled with some scattered gossip, this person can deduce that this Jiang Shangzhen is extremely doted on, and can be said to be the little girl he raised as his own daughter. It is very likely that she is the real
My hometown is Luzhou, Beiju.
Chen Ping'an didn't have much to say about this. Wu Guanqi, as a staff member of the Shui Mansion, was responsible for his duties, and he could never be too careful.
How could Chen Ping'an not know the origins of Shujian Hushui Mansion? He only knows more truths than Liu Zhimao. For example, Xia Fan, in addition to being a candidate appointed by the Queen Mother, his hometown, hometown, and battlefield resume are all clear. As for Xia Fan,
Wu Guanqi and Luoposhan knew relatively little about the inside story. He seemed to have been in charge of the intelligence of the Great Li court in the middle of Yizhou, and he was considered a colleague of Li Baozhen.
Chen Ping'an turned to look at Wu Guanqi, "Don't you think so?"
Wu Guanqi had an interesting saying, "I don't dare."
As a result, Chen Jianxian from Luolu Mountain used a more interesting statement.
"I think you dare."
Wu Guanqi sneered and said: "I, Da Li, have never had any precedent of punishing someone with an unscrupulous intention."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "That's because the position you stand is never high enough, so you don't know the real rules of my senior brother. You must know that the most powerful thing about work and knowledge is that it is originally done with intention. If you
If you don't even understand this, you can't be the accountant of Hujun Shui Mansion."
Wu Guanqi remained silent.
Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "What's more, what if one day, I accidentally become the new national preceptor of Da Li, and I will set a precedent specifically for you. What will you do? Wouldn't it be extremely embarrassing? You can pick up the face you lost on the ground.
Get up, but if you say something out loud, how can you eat it back in your stomach, right?"
Wu Guanqi hesitated to speak, and his momentum was obviously much weaker.
Chen Ping'an smiled and stretched out his hand to hold the man's shoulder, "So, young people should not be too sharp. Just like walking with a lantern in the daytime, if there is a suspicion of swaggering through the city, you should learn to hold a candle and walk at night."
Wu Guanqi, who was called "young man" by a young man, had a tense face. He would probably turn pale if he continued talking like this.
Fortunately, the uninvited guest said goodbye and disappeared.
There are multiple restrictions on the water house at the bottom of the lake, which are completely useless.
Inside Chishui City, there is a Yuanwei Street that is several miles long and lined with shops.
Since today is New Year's Eve and almost all of them are closed, Chen Ping'an stopped in front of a shop where he once bought an ancient bronze sword called "Da Fang Qu Huang".
After walking about fifty or sixty steps, Chen Pingan slowly sat down on the steps between the two shops.
There once was a foreign wanderer who disguised himself as middle-aged and sat here for a while, then went to look for trouble.
Qing Tong appeared at the side, still wearing a power fence on his head, but his true appearance was not visible.
For some reason, Qingtong felt that this sword cultivator seemed a little sad, not too much, not too sad.
Like a gluttonous drunkard who has no money to buy wine? He has to close the door and scratch his heart and lungs?
When a young man is full of energy, two or three things will come to light. Mountains and rivers are spectacular and will last for eternity. Where is the romance?