A group of visitors rested under the vines, drank tea and listened to Taoist sermons, feasting their ears to the melodious sound of jade chimes, which caused the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to ripple like running water, as if all the ancient branches and leaves near the Taoist temple had been washed, making them greener and greener.
Since Huayang Palace had not yet issued an order to expel guests, they walked all the way to the Patriarch's Palace and gradually climbed up along the main Shinto. From a wide field of vision, they could see the Difei Mountain Ferry in the distance. In the field of vision, the figures of Taoist officials could be seen.
It is as small as an ant, and comes and goes like a shuttle. There is a huge cross-state dragon boat, which is the most eye-catching. It is a hundred feet long and more than ten feet wide. The scales on the head and tail are carved with gold ornaments. The buildings on the ship are like beautiful buildings and jade buildings, and they are planted with ancient pines and cypresses.
A complete Taoist temple. It is said that this famous ferry belonging to Cuiwei Palace has a mystery hidden at the bottom of the cabin. Large iron coins are densely arranged like a tabletop, called "Successful Money", to resist the tilt of the hull caused by clouds, waves, wind and rain during the voyage.
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The fierce-looking young man was the first to break the silence and asked: "The ancestor of the military strategist, Grandmaster Jiang, has been silent for thousands of years. This time he joins hands with his Taoist companions to come out again. The noise is not small, and he must have a big plan. If you are him,
What will it do? Use local materials and make some deductions?"
On the top of the mountain, Mao Zhui began to look at this group of children from aristocratic families with admiration. They were not very young and capable, but they were very courageous and bold.
Yin Xian looked even more embarrassed. These troublemakers who knew nothing about the world really dared to talk about anything.
However, it can be seen that the Yang family of Hongnong is indeed well-informed. How many Taoist officials in the dynasty have never even heard of the surname of the ancestor of the military strategist.
There was a young man holding a wicker that he stole from somewhere, shaking his wrist, walking leisurely, and said with a smile: "The first step is to enter the ancestral palace of the main military family. If you can use the Zhongtu martial arts temple as a private dojo,
Right? But Jiang Taigong, Mr. Wei and the others are willing to give up their positions? This is a huge problem that is destined to be unavoidable. If I were to attack the ancestral court in one go, since I am a military strategist, I have to... Hey, Grandmaster Jiang
, Jiang Taigong, what a coincidence, both of them have the surname Jiang, I don’t know if it makes any sense.”
One dares to ask and the other dares to answer. They are indeed a pair of brothers with different surnames who are very attached to each other just after they met.
There is nothing taboo about talking about these things.
It's just like the Qi practitioners in the world who drank a little wine and said they wanted to fight Bai Yujing. But the problem is that they are in Difei Mountain at the moment, so it is always inappropriate.
"Secondly, even if the military strategists are of one mind and are willing to acknowledge him as their ancestor, then we have to look at the attitude of the Chinese Confucian Temple. After all, Haoran is a world of scholars. Whether the ceremonial saint nods or not is the key. Ya Sheng and Wen Sheng are two
, whether to acquiesce to this matter or hold a negative opinion is of course also very important."
"In the end, even after passing these two passes, the most important issue is whether the fisherman who refused to dock to allow the Holy Master to board the boat recognized the military strategist named Jiang or not."
"Three invisible battlefields, layers of passes, it depends on how the ancestor of the military strategist arranged his troops, passed the passes, beheaded the generals, and gradually attacked the city and built the stronghold. By accident, the man named Jiang couldn't reach an agreement with the Confucian Temple and insisted on quarreling with each other.
The peaceful age we finally won will return to the troubled times and become the same as our current world in Qingming."
An ancient-looking old man said with a smile: "Is there a possibility that Jiang Taigong's fishermen will take the bait?"
"how to say?"
"For example, the ancestral family of the military dynasty has long wanted to fight together again, trying to make the first ancestor take the blame himself, and eradicate the root of the problem justifiably?"
"Is there someone else hiding behind the scenes who is ambitious and has been planning for a long time to take over the magpie's nest?"
"What if the first ancestor of the military strategist and the fisherman had already been on the line? How about bypassing the Confucian Confucian Temple and joining forces with the barbarians? Are they determined to completely change the world? Rearrange Haoran?"
The topic was discussed together, everyone had their own opinions, there were many discussions, and it was a mess.
On the other side of the mountain, Yin Xian said: "The young man who started the topic first, who was named Shangjiao on the Guan Dynasty, is a casual cultivator. He seems to be from Xiaosizhou, and he carries with him the rich water vapor unique to Leize Lake."
Nan Qiang had a different opinion, "At first glance, he looks like a libertine who steps on watermelon rinds. Shouldn't he just come back from enjoying the flowers at Leize Lake?"
Yin Xian shook his head, "Taoists usually travel, how can they stick to water transport. The two lake owners named Wang and Lei Yu, one is withdrawn and the other is unscrupulous, how can outsiders dare to show off."
Mao Zhui said: "It's hard to say what the specific sect's family education is, but it is certain that he has a close relationship with the Taiyi lineage. At least he has dealt with Wang who likes to raise geese more than once or twice.
. Just say that the book boy around Shang Jiao has a good background and is not something that ordinary people can control. "
Shanyin Yuke's surname is Wang, Tao name is Taiyi, the owner of the dry lake in Xiaosizhou, the old Taoist priest and Lei Yu, who is from the demon clan, are all candidates.
Nan Qiang failed to see the background of the lazy book boy and asked curiously: "Strange or mysterious?"
Weird, they may be "old immortals" who have started to practice in ancient times or even ancient times, or ancient objects have become spirits, giving birth to a little true spirit, transformed into human form, and embarked on the path of cultivation. Most of the supernatural beings are the reincarnation of gods or gods.
It was a certain great monk who "turned around".
Mao Zhui said: "When we meet, you can ask yourself."
Nan Qiang smiled sweetly and said: "Since I can't use magic to see through their deception, it's just like guessing lantern riddles. It's quite interesting."
Mao Zhui narrowed his eyes. For some reason, he changed his mind temporarily and said to Yin Xian beside him: "Yin Xian, please pass on the message and allow them to go up the mountain. Let's meet and chat for a few words."
It's really a mixed bag. There are more than ten people in this mountaineering team. After careful research of their families and the origins of their monasteries, it turned out that there are at least four places.
He wanted to see if he was just talking nonsense, talking on paper, and talking nonsense, or if he was really talented and learned and had a clear goal.
Yin Xian looked troubled. There was no fixed rule on how to treat guests here. It was only said that Mao Zhui was promoted to the palace master, and no one came to congratulate him. This is really an isolated case in the mountain.
Mao Zhui said: "It doesn't matter, just go to my house and stay."
Yin Xian breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, Huayang Palace's etiquette was quite sufficient.
In this truly mixed mountaineering team, the Hongnong Yang family has a pair of siblings, two accompanying maids, and a guard guard.
The apparent identity of the siblings who submitted the ultimatum at the mountain gate shows that they are not Taoist officials now, Yang Zheng, Yang Yu. The boy's name is not ordinary.
Although the face of the woman wearing a power fence is hidden, her figure is graceful. Beside her, a maid is gently swinging a folding fan. The fan depicts a magpie on a branch, which means she is happy.
A handsome young man, wearing a three-mountain crown on his head and a refreshing deep purple t-shirt with a sash tied around his waist. Yang Huang looked arrogant and liked to look sideways at people, and rarely looked at people directly.
At this moment, he was taking out a kind of oily honey, nicknamed "Xiaolier", and offered it to his sister, who lifted up a corner of the rice cake and chewed it gently.
Of the two maids, one has a soft face but looks like a man. She wears a narrow robe of variegated brocade and gold silk. The short knife hanging on her waist is very eye-catching. She is given the surname Yang and the given name Yupian.
The other maid was called Luzhu, and she was holding a round fan. She seemed to be a few years older, but she was just pretty in appearance, wearing a small hat, a wide yellow embroidered shirt on the outside, and a narrow green coat on the inside.
A little further away from them, there was a lean man with a dull look, as if he was trying to catch the Yang siblings and the "miscellaneous people" who were climbing the mountain together.
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Separated from each other, the real face is that of a sword-wielding man wearing five-color armor and covering his face with armor. He is tall and tall, and his armor is wrapped with a gorgeous belt in the shape of an ancient ceremonial brocade snake, making him look like an ancient general. Wearing a pair of cloud-head shoes that look like court boots.
In addition to them, there were two Qing guests of the Yang family. The old man had a strange face, with three long beards and narrow eyebrows. He looked like the statues of gods and ghosts in the ancestral temple, giving him a dark and ancient atmosphere.
The middle-aged man next to him seemed to be a disciple, with a reserved look on his face. He couldn't help but glance at the maid holding the fan.
There are three siblings with different surnames. Among them is a man named Shang Jiao, who is accompanied by a boy named "Xiao Bing". Xu Duan and the lean, taciturn red-faced man have been friends for many years and have met here. This time they went on a mountain tour together. Originally, they had no intention of using false traps or making false promises. They just followed the Hongnong Yang family's descendants to climb the mountain.
The little book boy was sick and listless. It was like the coolness of the mountains, making people drowsy.
The red-faced man said from his heart: "Third brother, on the way here, in an inconspicuous barren mountain field, I met an extraordinary person, a true hermit."
Shang Jiao didn't take it seriously, "Isn't it the kind of thing that's just about gaining fame?"
The red-faced man said: "I have been tested for a while, but my level is higher than mine anyway. Logically speaking, I shouldn't be so rash, but I really couldn't help it. Fortunately, the other party has a good temper and didn't care. If we left it to the outside world, we would probably have a fight. , he doesn’t seem to be very good at fighting with others, but his level is there, if I can’t kill him with one blow, I will definitely be consumed by him.”
Shang Jiao was shocked when he heard this: "Is the realm higher than yours?"
One of the sworn brothers beside him is Luo Yi, whose Taoist name is "Huo Guan". He and Shaoyin Hou Wuxi are both among the ten candidates in Qing Ming Tianxia.
Of course, "Shangjiao" can come into contact with many strange people.
When it comes to family background, friends, and relationships with elders, among the younger generation, even the guy who gave Yang Zheng a business name as a pseudonym in the entire Qingming world can be ranked high.
Because of this, he dared to talk about this in the main Shinto of Difei Mountain, almost in front of Master Bai Gu.
If you dare to make such a mistake relying on your identity and background, you are underestimating Shang Jiao, just because he is too familiar with Difei Mountain. The two sisters also wanted to see the place where their brother practiced Taoism in the past, so they stopped The small Taoist temple where he took a rest was the one he used to visit in his early years.
The red-faced man nodded and said: "There is no doubt that he is definitely a level higher than me."
Shang Jiao's eyes sparkled, and he suddenly became interested, "I must help introduce you. It doesn't matter if you are rejected."
The red-faced man smiled and said, "That's easy to say."
Shang Jiao always had some wild ideas, and asked everyone curiously, "Why do some ancient books describe Taoist ancestors with the saying that 'Tao is like a dragon'? Isn't it the kind of Spring and Autumn writing style that praises and denigrates implicitly?"
It seemed that everyone was stunned by the question and was silent for a while. After all, it was difficult for anyone to say anything when it came to Dao Ancestor.
Even Yang Huang couldn't help but look at Yang Zheng, "Sister, Brother Shang Jiao's question is very tricky. Can you read a few more books and answer it?"
The Mi Li woman shook her head.
Shang Jiao continued to ask, "There is another description of a person's strategy, which is far superior to that of his peers at the same time. Why is he called 'great wisdom and almost a demon'? Is this a compliment or a curse?"
Still looking at each other.
The ancient-looking old man who had been silent until now smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist Shang, both of these statements actually have their origins."
Shang Jiao's eyes were bright and he asked sincerely: "How do you say that?"
The old man slowly said: "It is said that in ancient times, there was a naturally formed team that stretched extremely long on the road in the world, as if it stretched like a snake. During this period, Taoist priests heard the Tao, practiced and proved it, and they all performed the transformation of land dragon and snake. When we were leaving, whether we were crying or laughing, we never forgot to kneel down and bow down to the Taoist priest who was walking in front of us, and then more Taoist priests joined us, and then there was a relatively simple head-offering ceremony."
"The one walking at the end of the team is Dao Ancestor."
"In addition, one of the Taoist priests walking at the front of the group not only listens to the Taoism at close range, but also protects the Taoism part-time, and imparts the Dharma selflessly. If he hears something and understands it, he will take the initiative to preach from behind and never hide his secrets. , every time there is a severe drought, he does not hesitate to expend his own energy, change his body shape, soar into the clouds and mist, perform water magic, and bring down the rain. He has a lot of merit in the world. Unfortunately, his fellow tribesmen made a big mistake later, and they were despised by the gods. , it is doomed, and only one in ten thousand can escape."
"As for the other metaphor, it was used to describe a certain woman who was proficient in refining things. She was from the demon clan and had great wisdom, so there was absolutely no derogatory meaning at the time."
Hearing this, Shang Jiao sighed: "How did the old gentleman know these old almanacs?"
The old man couldn't help laughing and asked, "Of course it's just hearsay, otherwise?"
Shang Jiao laughed endlessly and begged for mercy with his fists in his hands.
The old man seemed to be aroused by this topic. In his eyes, which were as deep as ancient wells, there were golden threads swimming around, just like a dragon lurking in the abyss.
Even though many years have passed, after all, they are all things that I have seen, heard, and experienced, and it is difficult to forget things that are very close to Chi Chi. There is no need to deceive myself.
Yang Huang followed up and asked about it, "It's okay to talk about five-color soil, but how about ten thousand-year soil?"
Is it possible that the soil that can be seen everywhere in the world also has an age?
Yang Xu is a talkative person. No wonder his sister Yang Zheng always said that he should have been mute in his previous life, and he will make up for it in this life.
The old man replied with a smile: "Among the five elements, soil is the hardest to maintain purity. If you don't believe it, just look down at our feet. If this earth, which carries all things and all living beings, is too... clean, Can such pure water support fish?"
The Mi Li woman nodded. This statement is extremely strange, understands mystical principles, and is indescribably wonderful.
Yang Huang suddenly looked at the old man with admiration. The young man only knew that this Qingke of the Yang family, who called himself Deaf Taoist, was a member of the Han clan in Xiaosizhou. He often went to the Yang family to fight in the autumn wind. He only had a small degree of Taoism in discussing Taoism, and he only liked it in his life. He is a collector, good at connoisseurship, and a master of editions and catalogs. I have met him twice in his family before, and he thought he was just a "talking celebrity" who cheated on food and drinks, but he didn't expect that he actually had some skills.
The one who paid the least attention to these world affairs and couldn't even say a word was the middle-aged man beside the ancient-looking old man, who was absent-minded.
Shang Jiao saw that the man named Tian Gong was bored, so he took the initiative to chat with him. After some chatting, he was no longer bored.
The Communist Party of Tianjin only regarded "Shang Jiao" as a foil figure to himself, so he sympathized with him and chatted with him in a somewhat impure Youzhou Mandarin, but he was grateful in his heart.
Of course it wasn't that Tian Gong had lust for the maid named Luzhu. Tian Gong didn't have the guts to do so. He was not someone he could reach out to, even if it was a maid.
I always felt that her facial features were somewhat similar to someone from her hometown. So Tian Gong couldn't bear it.
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You have to take a few more looks to stay there, but Mr. Tian knew it, so it must be a coincidence.
There is still a difference between a person's accent, whether it is strange or harsh.
The same Youzhou Mandarin made Yang Xu feel awkward to others, but Tian Cong knew that he was a foreigner from another state as soon as he spoke.
There has always been a proverb in the world of Qingming, not afraid of heaven or earth, only afraid of the official talk from the people of Hongnong County, Youzhou. Therefore, when chatting with the Hongnong Yang family's children, they would either go in one ear and go out the other, or simply not talk at all, as long as they return the favor. If you want to reply, you have to prick up your ears and listen carefully, otherwise you will not understand it at all. It is very difficult for Xu Xuyuan to talk to Yang Huang. I used to wander around Youzhou with my two sisters, and during the process, I passed by Hongnong County. I have experienced the power of people there. For example, women in the market can curse people with both viciousness and cleverness. They like to call older men "old turtles" and those idle libertines "floating corpses." Another example is scolding themselves instead of their husbands. , just one sentence "I will definitely be a widow in the future" shows great skill.
In addition, most ladies from Hongnong County can drink and sing boxing at the banquet. Although the women have soft and soft voices, their postures are bold, their sleeves are rolled up and their eyebrows are flying, so they have a unique charm. The judges at the same table are listening to the boxing, and they really appreciate the beautiful scenery.
Refreshing.
In fact, this Shang Jiao, whose real name is Xu Xuyuan, and especially his two sisters, are both great men of virtue.
The owner of Qingni Cave is Xu Mian. The co-owner of heaven and earth is Xu Yingzhu.
There are two more mountain monks who have become one of the ten candidates.
Xu Xuyuan glanced at the Mi Li girl. It was a custom in their hometown that a girl who was about to get married would wear a "Feng Hua Xue Yue" with money when she left the palace. It was said that the couple would be in love forever.
This kind of money is made of heavy copper, has beautiful writing, and is of fine quality. If a wealthy family builds a house and embeds it in the main beam, the owner can make a fortune.
Marriage between aristocratic families, marrying a man and marrying a wife, is really like gambling. Once you buy it, you will leave it without returning it.
It's a pity that such a beautiful woman has no intention of marrying a husband and raising children. She just shows her true feelings by this way and marries Taoism for the rest of her life.
Xu Xuyuan went out and made one purpose: We are all brothers in the world. Anyway, his family is not poor, so he will use money to clear the way and exchange real money for sincerity. Is it called borrowing when a friend borrows money from him?
The same goes for "borrowing" magic weapons and spiritual book secrets from friends on the mountain. In short, Xu Xuyuan never let the word "money" be bigger than the word "friend".
Xu Xuyuan asked sternly: "I dare to ask fellow Taoist Jinsheng, why do you want to cultivate Taoism and become an immortal? Is there a destiny, a long-cherished wish, in this life, and accidentally remembering it, you have the heart to seek Taoism and the ambition to become an immortal?"
This situation is common in the mountains.
Tian Gong has neither a disciple nor a disciple, so he does not have a Taoist title yet. However, similar to the deaf Taoist's self-title, Tian Gong's Taoist title "Golden Sound" will not be recorded by Bai Yujing.
Don't look at Xu Xuyuan's casual remarks to Luo Yi. When he first met Yang Xu, a proud man of heaven, he was even more generous. After getting acquainted with him a little, Yang Xu was guessed. If he asked "", Xu Xuyuan could do anything.
Unconcerned, he smiled and said, "No one knows more than his father."
On the contrary, when getting along with Tian Gong, he always attached great importance to etiquette, took care of him a lot along the way, and often asked for words when he had nothing to say, so that Tian Gong would not be at a loss and lose his way.
The Tian Communist Party did not hide anything and said truthfully: "In the beginning, I was seeking wealth and honor, and later I was seeking longevity."
Xu Xuyuan asked curiously: "After going through many hardships, I finally became a true immortal. How does Taoist Jin Sheng feel?"
Tian Gong said in embarrassment: "Brother Shang Jiao is joking, what kind of god am I? I'm already in my forties, and I'm still at the bottom of my career, with no improvement at all. I'm lucky enough to have met you, and to be able to travel together. Along the way, I just felt like I was alone.
It’s just making up the numbers.”
Xu Xuyuan smiled and said: "I would like to ask, is the deaf Taoist your disciple?"
The boundaries of the Little Four Prefectures are not small. Bai Yujing's battle to encircle and suppress the demons outside the world caused a continent to sink into a lake, and the water area was vast. Many casual cultivators and private Taoist priests who could not deal with Bai Yujing liked to operate their power here. Xu Xuyuan's influence on the Little Four Prefectures
I am no stranger to the customs and customs, and I have never heard of any deaf Taoists.
Tian Gong shook his head and did not want to say anything more.
After all, it involves the extremely private Taoist lineage. Xu Xuyuan did not ask any more questions, changed the subject, and asked casually: "Fellow Taoist Jin Sheng, how do you view the practice?"
Tian Gong thought for a moment and said, "To learn Taoism is to read ancient books."
“Good argument.”
Xu Xuyuan nodded and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Jinsheng, if I have the chance, I'll treat you to a goose stewed in an iron pot."
Before going up the mountain, Xu Xuyuan learned through casual conversations that the farmer claimed that he had been cultivating in the Immortal Family since he was young, but that he had not been able to practice the Dharma. He suffered from the lack of guidance from a master, was deaf in one ear, and had injuries to his internal organs. After that, he went out.
Seeking immortality, he traveled through mountains and rivers in search of enlightened people who could cure diseases and lead people to become immortals. Fortunately, there was no end to the path, and he actually found a Qi practitioner in the market who was playing in the world of mortals. After many
After the test, the master saw that his Taoist heart was firm, so he led him up the mountain and practiced genuine immortal magic. That's why Xu Xuyuan guessed that the "deaf Taoist" was the teacher of the Tian Cong who went astray in the past and lost one ear.
Xu Xuyuan once thought that the best candidate to be a disciple was Gao Gu of Huayang Palace. For this purpose, he made a special trip to a Taoist temple in Difeishan Mountain and became the resident Taoist priest. He remained anonymous for more than a hundred years and learned the Eight Classics seriously.
Fu Lu, honestly began to practice elixirs. Unfortunately, Gao Gu watched for several years, but never fell in love with Xu Xuyuan. Perhaps he did not want the young man to continue to waste his time, so he took the initiative to show up and persuade him to go down the mountain and find another master. Gao Gu
Having made their stance so clear, Xu Xuyuan couldn't help but stay in the Taoist temple, especially when Gao Gu suggested that he visit Xiaosizhou. Only then did Xu Xuyuan go there, and he actually got to know the old Taoist priest who raised geese.
I learned a lot of techniques from Wang, but they didn't have the status of master and disciple.
Tian Cong only regarded it as a polite word and nodded with a smile and agreed. Being in a foreign land, wandering and homeless, it is inevitable to feel lonely. It was an unexpected joy for him to be able to find a friend who met him.
Luo Yi knew the inside story and had no choice but to eat Xu Xuyuan's goose stewed in an iron pot. If you can't help it, don't eat it.
Xu Xuyuan laughed from the bottom of his heart and said: "Fellow Taoist Jin Sheng, like me, you all use a pseudonym, right?"
Tian Gong hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Xu Xuyuan patted Tian Gong on the shoulder, "To be honest, my real name is quite famous. I just don't mention it. Making friends requires heart-to-heart communication, not names."
Tian Gong smiled and said, "My real name is unknown. It doesn't matter whether I say it or not."
Xu Xuyuan held Tian Gong's shoulders and lowered his voice, "Then let's talk about it and tell us our real names?"
Tian Cong just shook his head.
Xu Xuyuan lowered his voice and said: "Actually, my surname is Chen and my first name is Ping'an. It's good for you to know and don't spread it outside."
Tian Gong was stunned on the spot and looked at this person blankly.
I don't know if I was shocked by "Shang Jiao's" shamelessness, or if I suspected that I had made a mistake and mistook "Shang Jiao" as the kind of person who could be a friend. It turned out that I was warm and attentive, but they were all other people's.
Joking behavior?
Xu Mian suddenly stared when he heard this, and reminded him in his heart: "Remember not to call Yin Guan by name."
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Xu Xuyuan was frustrated.
Huang Zhen patted the back of Xu Xuyuan's hand and said with a smile: "Since Taoist friend 'Shangjiao' has made the secret, I have to be wise and say, 'wood, water, fire and earth are all fake'."
Xu Xuyuan let go of his hand and was confused.
At this time, a Taoist priest from Huayang Palace came up the mountain and said that the palace master wanted to invite you all.
While I was still thinking, my sister Xu Yingzha smiled and helped to answer the question, "Wood, water, fire, and earth, among the five elements, there is still gold missing. Since they are all false, there must be something true. Add the true character to the radical of the word gold, and it means "zhen"?"
The 'Golden Sound' Taoist nickname of Yutian Gong also matches."
A single name contains the word "town".
Xu Xuyuan suddenly realized, single-name town? What about the real surname?
Xu Ying saw that his younger brother was confused and would ignore such obvious clues. Isn't the "name" of Tian Communist Party the answer?
Just when she was about to solve the riddle for him, she looked up and saw the couplets on the plaque of Wanjuan Tower, and changed her mind.
Luo Yi asked: "Why are you so interested in this Tian Gong?"
Xu Xuyuan joked: "Why do you think our brothers from the Communist Party of China have ordinary qualifications, smell of earthiness, and can't stand the Dharma's eyes? You are a mud-legged person who looks down on mud-legged people!"
Luo Yi burst out laughing. Scholars all like to tell lies. As the founding emperor of the largest dynasty in a state, Luo Yi was only good at making scholars cut off their heads one by one.
In fact, Luo Yi came from a very low background. He rose from a small pawn in the frontier army to his current high position step by step. Naturally, he would not look down on Tian Cong just because he did not come from a wealthy family. Besides, what is a wealthy family? Thinking back to those days, what was the world?
During the founding battle of the People's Republic of China, when his soldiers and horses entered the old capital, several streets were filled with rivers of blood, all flowing from the mansions of the yellow and purple princes, and the hooves of their horses were slipping.
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At that time, there were conspirators around me who advised me that this move was inappropriate. "If you don't care about it, you will easily lose people's hearts if you kill too many people. It will not look good in the history books of future generations."
Luo Yi sat high on the horse, with a calm expression, and just replied, "I have to take care of it, the knife is too slow."
Xu Xuyuan said quietly: "My two sisters are famous for their high vision and accurate judgment of people. I won't mention how they evaluate Brother Wu Xi. I will only talk about you."
He glanced at Xu Mian, a stern man, and said hum, silent for a moment, "If you don't speak the same language as one family, you will call me brother-in-law from now on."
Wu Xi did not proclaim himself emperor like Luo Yi, but he was recognized as the supreme emperor by the entire Peizhou. As a result, on the border of Yongzhou, Zhu Xuan, the empress of the Yufu Dynasty, seemed to have lost her mind and went crazy. She acted arbitrarily and built the Universal Jiao.
There are four divination states. Peizhou happens to be one of them.
As a result, it is naturally impossible for Wu Xi to accompany his two sworn brothers on a trip to the mountains and rivers. Especially the destination is Huayang Palace. If Wu Xi dares to show up at Difei Mountain at this time, he will probably be compared with Bai Yujing in the eyes of Taoist officials.
It is no different to raise an army to rebel.
In the early years, after learning that Lizhu Cave had been transformed into a blessed land, the ambitious Wu Xi always wanted to find an opportunity to travel around the world and invite the True Dragon King Zhu to Qingming World.
When we reached the top of the mountain, Yin Xian of Cuiwei Palace and the south wall of Damu Temple had been waiting for a long time.
The palace owner Mao Zhui was not waiting at the door. Indeed, even if the head of the Yang family of Hongnong arrived, he might not be able to treat Mao Zhui, who has a double clone, well.
Yin Xian led them into the courtyard of Palace Master Mao. There was a main room with an Eight Immortals table and four wooden stools. They were all made from nearby materials and chopped by Mao Zui himself. The main room had neither a plaque nor a shrine. The rooms on both sides had a
Everywhere is Mao Zhui's residence, and the other is a study room. There are no doors, and the scenery inside the house is unobstructed.
Those descendants of the Yang family from Hongnong, who were born in Huazhou, were very curious. It was probably the first time for them to see this kind of "humble house" as mentioned in the book, a common people's home?
Yang Huang randomly found an excuse and ran alone to the Fish Viewing Pavilion on the other side of the deep pool. Seeing no one around, the young man became playful. Suddenly, a golden rooster stood alone, put his fingers together, widened his eyes, and muttered something.
Hey, snakes in the North River, dragons in the West Lake, fish in the Southern Ocean, and carp in the East China Sea, don't take a brief look at them. Don't underestimate them at this time. How can the gods be things in the pond? They will turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds.
Yang Huang found that the deaf Taoist and Na Tian were not sitting there, but also came here for a walk. The young man lost interest and ran to the Huayang Palace to learn more about Master Mao.
After entering the courtyard and crossing the threshold of the hall, I saw that my sister had already taken off the power fence. Wow, it was so radiant. Yang Huang smiled brightly and asked directly: "Palace Master Mao, can I go in and take a look at the study?"
Mao Zhui said: "Whatever."
Without waiting for Yang Zheng to stop him, the young man had already hurried to the study room, staring at the several documents from the study room on the table. His eyes stopped on an inkstone with some ink on it, and he murmured to himself: "This kind of bricks and tiles
I know that the inkstone has its own uniqueness, but no matter how I look at it, I can’t see that it’s any good at all.”
Of course this phrase means something.
Since you, Mao Zhui, can be favored by Gao Gu, your Taoist skills are of course superb. But forgive me for my blindness, I cannot see your extraordinary and unique features.
The woman wearing a power fence reprimanded him in her heart not to be rude. If he dared to say another word, he would immediately go down the mountain. At the same time, she smiled softly and said: "When a young man appreciates inkstones, he only looks at their beauty and does not care about their ugliness. In the final analysis,
I still don’t have enough experience and accumulation.”
Yang Huang hurriedly clasped his fists towards the main room and begged for mercy: "Good sister, stop scolding me. I finally climbed over the wall and sneaked out. I got scolded countless times and I'm full of scolds."
Probably because he was a member of the noble family, he couldn't hide his arrogance. Even though he got Yang Zheng's gift, he still didn't say hello to the owner. He picked up the square inkstone on the table without permission and read the contents of the inkstone at will.
The sword light suddenly rises, awakening Li Long, trapped in the mud pond, sleeping for a long time. The rivers and lakes are wet with foam, the night is long and the water is cold, and the beads on the chin are like lamps. The wind and thunder force it, and the scales and beards grow. The thousand-year-old dark room, my soul is rhinoceros, and I can understand with one click.
, heaven and earth are all light.
Not to mention Yin Xian, who is the most disciplined person, feels that this boy is rude. Even Nan Qiang, who is already informal enough, can't help but frown. Do you really regard Huayang Palace as your own home?
Mao Zhui, on the other hand, still has the same attitude as Gu Jing. In the past, he set up a stall outside Zhuxuguan to rent comic books. After closing the stall, the comic book was full of fingerprints and even snot.
Yang Zheng stood up, went to the study room, grabbed the young man's ears, and pushed him down on the bench.
Previously, Mao Zhui was standing at the door, watching the guests filing in. The first sight of Master Bai Gu fell on the maid behind the Mi Li woman.
How brave you are to come to Difei Mountain.
Mao Zhui looked at the escaped "young man" at this moment, the real master.
In Guanyu Pavilion, the old man seemed to be able to isolate himself from the world by the water without the need for words. He was confident that he could hide it from the old man with white bones. He smiled and said, "Too many words lead to mistakes. You shouldn't mention your name to Shang Jiao." Just one thing. His family has a big business and can afford to lose anything if he makes a mistake. Can you do it? Of course you can’t. If you make one wrong move, you will be doomed. Your master will send you here to settle down at Leize Lake. It's the same as entrusting you to my care, not for you to make mistakes. A mute eats Coptis chinensis and knows his own suffering. Be careful when going out, and learn more from the Yinguan of a similar age."
He who can turn a gloomy life into magnificence is a hero.