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"One year is gone with the sound of firecrackers, and the spring breeze brings warmth to the slaughter of Su."

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, but the weather is extremely cold. At noon, the clouds are covered with red clouds. Soon, the heavy snow of goose feathers shook off.

It's snowing.

The Ye brothers and sisters wearing new cotton coats were sitting in the room eating dumplings, and the two of them were the only ones, and the atmosphere seemed deserted. Since the family was in ruins, relatives have rarely had contact with each other.

This is better and more comfortable. For Ye Junsheng, he would rather talk to the Great Sage than face his relatives and friends who are snobbish.

After eating dumplings, a guest suddenly visited him. When he went out, he saw that it was Jiang Zhinian who came.

"Grandpa Jiang, you are here!"

Jiang Zhinian smiled generously: "Junsheng, may you not welcome me?"

"How could it be? Come in and sit down."

Jiang Zhinian signaled his followers to put down the gift, but he sat down without hesitation: "Junsheng, I am straightforward. This trip is for New Year's greetings; the other is to invite you to attend this year's New Year's poetry meeting."

Ye Junsheng was stunned: "New Year Poetry Festival?"

Searching for memories, I have some impression of such a poetry meeting: Tianhua has been established for a hundred years, and now the world is peaceful and the literary style is prosperous. During festivals, many literary poetry meetings are held in various places. Especially in the south of the Yangtze River, every year at Lantern Festival, Qixi Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Spring Festival, grand poetry meetings are held regularly, with Jimo writing and lyrics all over the river, which is extremely grand and lively.

Poetry festivals are grand festivals for literati and poets. During this period, there are brothel courtesans. Ladies from all over the country come out to appreciate and help, adding a lot of bright colors. Inadvertently, they will also cultivate popular encounter stories.

However, Pengcheng County is located in the north and is a small county town, so it is impossible to organize a decent poetry meeting. The so-called "New Year Poetry Meeting" was organized by Dao'an Prefecture, so it is also called the "Dao'an Poetry Meeting".

"Junsheng, this year's poetry meeting is set in Tongjiang, and I'm so happy to ride a boat and stand on the wind! I have received the invitation, but the Jiang family has always been doing business and is not very clear about articles and songs, so I came to invite you to attend, thinking that it's a big deal."

Tongjiang is a big river that runs across the Jizhou area. It belongs to a branch of the Yellow River. It has turbulent waves and extraordinary momentum.

Facing Jiang Zhinian's earnest gaze, Ye Junsheng pondered for a moment and agreed to attend the poetry meeting. For many scholars who were not talented, it may be a good opportunity to make a name for themselves and make a splash. Many people are scrambling to go there. Since Jiang Zhinian comes to invite him, he doesn't have to be pretentious. It is a good thing to go and open his eyes.

Jiang Zhinian was overjoyed and laughed: "It's great. Well, the poetry meeting officially begins on the eighth day of the lunar month. We will set off on the sixth day of the lunar month. Then we will send a carriage to pick you up. If Junmei likes it, go together."

Ye Junmei looked at her brother.

Ye Junsheng smiled slightly: "Then let's go together. I'm not relieved to leave you alone at home."

Ye Junmei suddenly remembered something: "But what should the Great Sage do?"

Ye Junsheng frowned and said slowly: "There will be a way to settle it."

Jiang Zhinian asked, "Who is the Great Sage?"

Ye Junmei replied: "It's the cow we raise at home."

Jiang Zhinian suddenly realized something, and when he thought of some rumors, he immediately said with great laughter: "So that's it..." He paused and said earnestly: "Junsheng, it's not me who said you, as a scholar, you have no land or land at home. Why do you raise a cow at home? Could it be that you want to fatten up and sell it for a high price?"

"Moo!"

A whistle came from the yard, which was so awesome, and the cow's ears were very sensitive.

Ye Junsheng hurriedly said, "Grandpa Jiang doesn't know that this cattle is a life-saving grace for our brother and sister. Although it is a domestic animal, it must be repaid. Therefore, it is kept at home and enjoys its life."

Jiang Zhinian was stunned and gave a cow a retirement. What's the matter? It's hard to say much now. Ye Junsheng was originally a fool. Although he had a good idea, he would inevitably leave some stupidity. This is actually a common problem for many people who read too much. I heard that there was a great scholar who called himself "the wife of plum blossoms and the son of cranes", which means planting plum blossoms as his wife and raising cranes as his son. He was noble and adaptable, which is not something ordinary people can understand.

In contrast, in order to repay his kindness, Ye Junsheng's support for Niu's old age is not considered a rebellious person.

After talking for some more gossip, Jiang Zhinian said goodbye and left.

"Brother, if we all go, the Great Sage will have no one to take care of you, otherwise I'd better not go."

Ye Junmei made a suggestion.

This problem is really difficult to deal with. You can’t ride a cow when attending a poetry meeting. That’s too ostentatious.

Ye Junsheng pondered for a moment: "If you don't make a decision, I will think of the best of both worlds."

After saying that, he brought a plate of meat and a little wine to the Great Sage.

When people celebrate the New Year, the Great Sage also celebrates the New Year, and their diet has come to a higher level.

...

The streets during the New Year are bustling and very lively. Both sides of the streets are filled with New Year's goods. Many children are chasing and laughing, holding candied haws, marshmallow popcorn and so on, and running while sprinkling crisp laughter.

At Haitian Tower, Zhou Luanshan sat by the window, and the table was filled with delicious food, but he had no appetite. Looking at the bustling scene downstairs, he felt upset for no reason:

"I have been out for two months, but I still haven't noticed it. The day before yesterday, the master sent a letter that was too much of a punishment, which is really boring."

He drank a glass of wine and his eyes couldn't hide his anxiety: "Master said that the other party was a vixen, and he was seriously injured many years ago, so he lived in seclusion in a rural market. But if she did not reveal her whereabouts, how could I find it? It's a sea of ​​people, and it's difficult to find a needle in a haystack."

"Fortunately, Master is enlightened and gave me a talisman to allow me to perform the secret technique. Well, I will find a suitable place to do it and search for the existence of demons in hundreds of miles. In this way, as long as the other party remains here, it will inevitably be difficult to escape the law."

If you think about it, you already have an idea: By the way, there is Duyun Peak in the north suburbs of the county town. The mountains are tall and suitable for your practice, so choose where.

When I had a place to go, I stopped eating and drinking. I threw a ingot of silver, went straight downstairs, and walked out of the city.

After about an hour, I went to the Duyun Peak and looked up. I saw that the mountain was beautiful and orderly. Although it was not as famous as a mountain, it also had some climate. At this moment, a bell rang on the mountain, which was passed down slowly, making people feel refreshed.

Zhou Luanshan laughed and stopped hesitating. He walked up the mountain as fast as flying. Not long after, he came to Duyun Temple. As a Taoist, he appeared in a Buddhist place, which naturally attracted many pilgrims to wait and see.

As if no one was around Zhou Luan Mountain, he rushed straight into the temple.

"Where are you from the Taoist priests? You are so rude. How can you break into places?"

A monk from the temple immediately saw him and rushed to drive him away.

Since ancient times, Taoism and Buddhism have been different, and they believe in each other differently. They can be said to be competitors. Now that Taoists come uninvited and swagger through the mountain gate, it is like a mess.

Zhou Luanshan smiled and said, "Where is your host? Ask him to come out to see me."

He is unpolite and has a very big air.

The monk looked extremely ugly and shouted, "You wild Taoist priest, don't be here to make trouble." He rolled up his sleeves and grabbed them with his big hands, trying to push the Taoist priest out.

Although he was a monk, he also practiced martial arts. Meng De presided over the teachings of Master Kong, and learned the skills of "Tiger Claw Hand" and practiced it to a certain extent. He took action against ordinary people, as if a tiger was capturing a sheep, and he could capture it with his hands.

"oops!"

When the monk was thinking about how much force he should use to control the measure, he saw the Taoist robe swaying gently. He suddenly felt a great force on his body, and he couldn't help but fall to the ground, rolling onto three times, and then he cut off the strange force.

Zhou Luanshan sneered: "You are not going to ask your host to come out?"

The monk knew that he met a master and did not dare to neglect him. He quickly entered and reported to Master Kong.
Chapter completed!