The morning sun shone through the prosperous Chang'an, with a long and humble sound coming from all over the streets and alleys, and the sounds were noisy and noisy. The hibiscus pool was quiet and pleasant, and the fallen autumn leaves were swirling to the ground. The toad Taoist lying under the tree and yawned several times, looking at the children sitting on the stool in the distance, reading and reading, "Uh~~" yawned again, and changed positions and closed the toad eyes again.

The Taoist swept the fallen leaves of the stone steps, carried them on his shoulders, and occasionally stopped with a broom. He watched the scholar with his hands behind his back walk past the group of children. He followed him to read a paragraph, shook his head, and let it go.

Zhu Gangli, who was sitting on the threshold, squinted his eyes, holding a small embroidery with his big black hair, threading it around, embroidering the clouds, the bright moon in the sky, and the outline of the woman with fluttering sleeves had not yet been formed. As time goes by, he took the copper spoon on the side and knocked on the threshold, imitating a heroic woman in Lujia Village, howled there.

"It's time to eat."

Soon, the scholars with hands behind their backs looked up at Qi Qi's tender little faces, smiled and waved their hands. A group of children sitting upright behind the short side suddenly stood up, picked up the books, and ran to the attic with joy.

There were many round tables in the main hall. Zhu Erniang was busy scooping vegetables and rice. Honglian took the dishes and brought them to the table. The children who came in were no longer afraid. They held the long and furry bowls and chopsticks in their hands and thanked her politely, making Zhu Erniang grin so happy that she showed a row of sharp teeth.

The little people were holding bowls and chopping dishes and quickly picking up the rice, and they couldn't bear to leave any rice grains. Zhu Gangli went back upstairs with satisfaction, took out the embroidery while there was still time to embroider some more.

In the square outside the building, the scholar in a blue shirt took the book on the table, swayed the scabbard as big as a thumb on his waist, walked through the shade of the tree over there, and took the sleepy master in his hand and placed it on his shoulder.

"Master, go back to the house to sleep."

The Taoist who followed with a broom chuckled and picked his chin: "I'm in a good mood in the past two days?"

"Aren't you happy to keep painting on your face?"

Lu Liangsheng smiled, went to the attic, reached out to touch Mingyue's hair bun standing by the door, and placed the book in his hand on the little man's spreading hands.

"Why don't you go in and have a meal?"

"Hmph, I won't eat with them." Mingyue glanced at the noisy scene inside. There was still a child who saw it and waved to him. Mingyue quickly put her face away, held the book and raised her little face, and ran to the stairs with a thump.

"This kid..."

Lu Liangsheng shook his head and walked through the main hall. The children who were eating were together, holding food in their mouths or holding bowls and chopsticks in their hands. He shouted respectfully: "Sir!"

"Don't talk when you eat, hurry up and finish it, it's easy to go play!"

Lu Liangsheng watched them press their hands, smiled at Zhu Erniang over there, returned to the attic, put his master on the small shop on the couch, covered him with a quilt, and sat to the desk. At this time, a long sword was lying quietly on the table, which was the Yuelong sword that had already flown back from outside Yumen Pass.

"Just hurry back like this, do you know the situation there?"

The horizontal sword surface, the engravings wandered all the time, and Pudu Cihang's voice was clearly heard from it.

"......It's too cold there, I didn't notice anything. I threw the things and gave them to your apprentice. My father rushed back."

"I saw nothing?"

"I saw that your apprentice still has blood on his body, his spirits are depressed, and many people are rushing to die! If it weren't for this Dharma, they would have died!"

Lu Liangsheng grabbed the hilt of the sword and threw the Yuelong sword that was still chattering, and flew in the air and inserted it into the scabbard. Although his words were unknown, there should be no big problem with its tone. If it encounters a difficult situation, Yuelong will not sit idly by. After all, it is not just simple and spiritual, and it will still be able to judge the situation.

‘The battle report will be sent back quickly, and it will take at least ten days. I will teach these children quickly.’

Thinking of this, Lu Liangsheng got up and prepared to go downstairs for lunch. When he walked to the door, the open window lattice behind him creaked and moaned. A gust of wind floated in with a dead leaf and fell to the desk shakingly.

The scholar clamped the five-cornered maple leaves, and there was no such tree in the forest near Wanshou Temple, and his eyes couldn't help but look out the window.

"Young Master! I've gone downstairs to have a meal!"

Hong Lian's voice sounded outside. The woman pushed open the door and came in. There was no trace of a scholar in the room. She tilted her head in confusion and looked at the maple leaf quietly on the table.

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To the east of Chang'an, the undulating mountains are mixed with yellow and green. There are still many pedestrians and tourists coming to Mount Li at this time. In the past, I didn't meet Xiaodie who came out to buy tea. I followed the often-walking stone steps to Laomu Temple. On the stone steps, the moss turned yellow. In front of the temple gate, an old woman wrapped in a cloth towel came out with a basket, looked at the smiling scholar, hummed, and turned to a path next to it.

‘Uh…I’m not happy about my mother?’

Jijijiji~~~

There were birds singing in the forest, shaking the branches, jumping around, blinking the bird's eyes and looking at the old women and scholars walking on the path one after another, then flying down the branches, slowly walking in front of the old women reaching out to catch the bird, and sitting next to a dead tree lying horizontally.

"Old mother."

Lu Liangsheng followed up and saw the old woman teasing the bird with expressionless expression. He ignored him. He smiled and took the basket on the ground, walked to the nearby shrubs and trees, picked some wild vegetables and mushrooms at will.

"Don't put everything in, do you want to poison your old man to death?"

Soon, the voice of the old mother in Lishan sounded. Lu Liangsheng stopped and smiled and patted the mud on his hands: "Is my mother finally willing to talk to Liangsheng?"

"If you don't talk, the basket will be almost filled with you."

The old mother of Lishan let the bird fly in her hand, and pretended to be angry and picked up the wooden stick at her feet and tapped the scholar on the shoulder, "You are so fond of being careful, just like talking to the old man, lie to the way of heaven."

Sure enough, the old woman did not hide the matter that Yuelong took to the northwest before.

Seeing that it had been broken, Lu Liangsheng said bluntly, took the basket over and squatted to the side: "Mother, I grew up in this land, ate the food grown by people, and drank the clear water from the rivers reclaimed by countless people. I don't want the soldiers on this land to suffer too much casualties..."

"You can!"

The old mother showed a rare emotion, like a kind mother taught her son, and poked her fingers on Lu Liangsheng's forehead: "As sooner or later, you will regret it if you see it."

Lu Liangsheng smiled and showed his teeth, rubbing the place where the old woman poked it.

"Maybe the way of heaven is also on my side? All living things in the world must always have protection."

The old mother of Lishan looked at the scholar, sighed and shook her head, stood up with a crutch, preventing Lu Liangsheng from helping her, and slowly walked to the front.

"The way of heaven is ruthless and desireless, otherwise humans and gods will have long lived in the same world. Liangsheng, don't do too many things that violate the way of heaven. Practice your way well. You have a big thing to do in the future..."

Lu Liangsheng stopped and was stunned for a moment. He was worried about the so-called big things. There will always be one or two big things waiting for the road people have walked. Since we are here today, we just happened to ask about the dream he dreamed of last time, and we couldn't say...

As soon as this thought flashed, the old woman in front turned around and shook her head.
Chapter completed!