Infinite golden light shines down, and the earth is covered with brocade.
Ning Yao asked Xiao Mo and Xie Gou to stay and continue to keep an eye on the movements in Dali Capital. After all, whether there was nothing to do today, he would have to stay until late at night to determine.
Returning to Luolu Mountain, Ning Yao first went to the Sword Worship Platform and heard about the deeds of King Sun Chun from Lu Zhi. Ning Yao didn't say anything and sat in the hut for a while. He didn't say much, and just asked this
The future direct disciples should guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and practice their swordsmanship well. King Sun Chun, who was originally taciturn, became even more mute when it came to Ning Yao.
Lu Zhi didn't know if it was because she gave away the natal flying sword. She was obviously not as cold as before, and she had a soft human touch. She accompanied Ning Yao into King Sun Chun's hut, and she sat on the floor.
Bamboo mat and gauze mosquito net hanging beside the bed. I found that the little girl seemed to like this place better.
Porcelain, there are many celadon furnishings in the house with exquisite craftsmanship, such as a plum green narcissus basin on the table, a pile of books piled next to it, some leaves picked up from unknown places are exposed in the pages of the book, and the corner of the petal "bookmark" is placed on top of the book.
A pink and green bamboo porcelain flute with ice cracks, Lu Zhi found it quite interesting.
Ning Yao said that since he has good qualifications, he always wants to strive for the first place in his field. Whether he can achieve it in the end will definitely depend on his own luck and destiny, but he can't just think about it.
King Sun Chun was sitting on the small bamboo chair next to the wall, with his two little hands clenched in fists and placed on his knees. The little girl nodded vigorously.
Lu Zhi held back her laughter. Ning Yao's founding disciple was indeed not that easy to be.
Ning Yao may be afraid that King Sun Chun will hear it, but because he is too serious, he is over the top. His ears can only hear the word "number one", and his eyes can only see the strongest in the same realm, which leads to a Taoist heart that is too heart-stringed.
If you are tight, it is easy for things to go wrong while refining your sword. Ning Yao warned you otherwise.
In one sentence, when breaking through a realm, don’t blindly seek speed, go one step at a time, and walk steadily and steadily... After saying this, Ning Yao fell silent. She really didn’t know how to explain these principles of cultivation, and she always felt like she was saying
He said some nonsense. It would be nice if he was by his side.
King Sun Chun said: "I understand, it's similar to Master Cao's practice of boxing. If you don't fail every step of the way, you will reach a new world."
Ning Yao smiled and said: "What is 'understood'? 'Understood' is correct."
King Sun Chun pursed his lips, and his small face was like a spring flower looking up to the world.
Ning Yao said: "You will try to become the leader of the Longxiang Sword Sect in the future."
Probably I followed his tone and reasoned in the past, but now this is Ning Yao's own truth.
King Sun Chun's eyes lit up.
Lu Zhi, who is now the chief minister of the Longxiang Sword Sect, rubbed his brows, "You masters and disciples really don't treat me as an outsider."
Zhu Su has already proposed to Luo Po Shan to go to Jie Mao for retreat by the big lake. When a monk chooses a monastery, whether it is to build a cave or a temporary retreat place like Zhu Su, it is actually very important whether the first sight is favorable.
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They said that the lake is called Hoan Kiem Lake. It is an unclaimed land. It is just a thatch there. I think it is not a big problem, but I still have to say hello to the old cook and ask Zhu Su to wait for a while. He will go to Ji Linh.
Feng Miyu soon returned to the sword worship platform
, said it was no problem, Zhu Su just went over there to build a thatched hut and set up a landscape formation. A mountain boundary water area would be temporarily drawn around the thatched house to restrict nearby qigong practitioners and local mountain spirits and water monsters from trespassing without permission. Zhu Lian would follow Beiyue Phi.
Yunshan
Reporting to the local government should be done first and then announced. The specific boundaries of this forbidden land can be modified temporarily. Mi Yu finally said with a smile, and the old cook asked him to help send a message to Zhu Su Sword Fairy to express his best wishes.
The retreat went smoothly.
Mei Kong took the initiative to go to Jiemao to practice for a period of time at Hoan Kiem Lake, and Mei Dandang had no choice but to go along with her. Zhu Su had no objection. She wanted to be called a Sword Immortal in seclusion, and Mei Dandang had been in the Immortal Realm for several years.
Just because he had a fight with Xiao Mo Wenjian and lost after taking a sword, he couldn't think that his fairyland was just paper. Qi Tingji also said that it was good, and they took care of each other.
As the deputy sect master of Longxiang Sword Sect, Shao Yunyan went to Jiling Peak alone to meet the apprentice who held a high position in Luopo Mountain, Wei Wenlong and Wei Caishen.
Back then at Chunbanzhai on Hanging Mountain, Wei Wenlong was only interested in cultivating Taoism and practicing swordsmanship, but he had no ambition to do so. Now he is still in the golden elixir realm. After meeting his master, Wei Wenlong, who respected his master, was naturally overjoyed in his heart, but his words
In the meantime, it was inevitable that he would have a reserved look on his face. When the master mentioned something casually, Luo Po Shanwei's accountant would always have to think about it in his mind for a long time before he could give an answer. Shao Yunyan told his disciples not to be so nervous, but in his heart it was helpful.
A direct disciple is only in the Golden Core realm, but he is the accountant of Luopo Mountain in the world. He sits on one of the top positions in the Jise Peak Ancestral Hall. As a master, how can Shao Yunyan not be proud?
Qi Tingji and several private swordsmen, Jin Zircon and others, were walking together on the mountain path next to a nearby stream. Qi Tingji deliberately called Xing Yun and Liu Shui from the Qingping Sword Sect, and they chatted about old things in their hometown. The swordsmen cultivators' understanding of each other.
The laughter and the gurgling sound of the stream formed a harmonious harmony.
At the Flower Temple in the capital, after the national master Chen Ping'an left the elegant private house, Qi Fang, Luo Fumeng and the others stayed to continue drinking tea. In fact, more and more flower gods from blessed places came to this place, just like a ancestral hall that changed its venue.
It's time for discussion.
The flower gods are extremely supportive of creating a path of flowers in Tongyezhou.
They all had nothing but complimentary words for the new Grand Master of Great Li. Of course, Qi Fang "splashed cold water" on Chen Ping'an's self-proclaimed scandal in the previous scene and polished it a little, but Qi Fang absolutely did not dare to say a single word.
For example, the issue of "New Year's Eve" was omitted, but Qi Fang added some words of her own, even more harshly than Chen Ping'an. So.
Fortunately, these women with high fortunes in the Flower Goddess of Blessed Land often interact with the outside world. They all understand it and understand a truth that they cannot help but understand thoroughly. In the future, they will work with the Dali Dynasty, no matter in Dali.
The home country's border is still on both sides of Tongye Continent and Dadu, which is completely different from the dynasty and powerful country under the mountain of the Middle Earth Shenzhou.
One of the native flower gods was in a good mood. He rubbed the head of the impatiens and flower gods next to him and praised him, "He is truly a blessed general."
Wu Hao gave a thumbs up, paused for a moment, and seeing no one to stop him, he laughed and said, "Guaguagua."
Nianxin went to the Fire Temple and then back to the Flower Temple. The sewing worker brought back good news from Aunt Feng. Aunt Feng said that since Chen Guoshi had no objections, she would congratulate Baihua Blessed Land on the two continents.
Everything came true. From the beginning to the end of the twisting core, she did not mention the colorful knot. She did not mention when or where it would be returned. Qi Fang, the flower owner, did not ask about it.
Naturally, the gods and the December Flower Goddess did not dare to speak casually.
When Twisting Core left the Flower Temple, Qi Fang was silent for a moment, then said with a smile: "We will do our best to obey fate. Whether it is returning the property to its original owner after we fulfill our first promise, or seriously creating a Baihua Pavilion and returning the knot, we will do it."
You can wait. I have been waiting for so many years. Sisters and sisters, please be patient. I believe Master Chen..."
At this moment, the world between heaven and earth is like a hundred flowers blooming to welcome spring again. Strange lights shine through the world, and all kinds of flowers are like avenues manifesting into the mountains and rivers of the earth. It is really the spring with all its beauty.
The spirits are like paths of flowers. They come to the Flower Temple in the Great Li Capital City and go to the Paradise of Flowers in the Divine Continent of Middle Earth, each looking for its master.
In the Flower Goddess Temple, Qi Fang led a group of high-ranking flower gods with dim eyes, quickly walked out of the house and came to the courtyard. They removed the blindfold and cast a blessing one after another.
A stick of incense and a heartfelt thank you to that man.
Temple Zhu Ye Man, who had always been guarding the side room, finally knew who they were at this moment.
She closed the collar of her brocade clothes and probably guessed who the distinguished guest who called himself Chen was.
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The Qianbu Corridor is flanked by Nanxunfang and Kejia Lane on both sides. Although it is not a forbidden area, ordinary people in the capital will not go here. Today, there are three Taoist priests walking on the road, which is a bit eye-catching.
One of the old Taoist priests even caught a young official and asked him how to get to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. The official, who was in a hurry, stopped and smiled to help guide him.
The old Taoist priest thanked him and said something nice saying that judging from your appearance, you will definitely have a prosperous official career. Although the young man did not believe this, he smiled even more and took it as a good luck.
The young man resumed his steps and hurried on. He had to go to the Ministry of Household Office to complain about his poverty. The last method didn't work, so he thought of a new one.
The three Taoists who are going to visit the Imperial Master's Mansion are none other than the Celestial Master Liang Shuang from Longhu Mountain, Yue Guofu who calls himself Taoist Ailanthus, and the little Taoist boy Huang Shang.
Taoist Ailanthus only knows some superficial rituals and rituals, but there are several disciples and disciples in his sect who are proficient in fortune-telling and calligraphy.
All the way into the backyard of the Imperial Prefecture, Liang Shuang saw Chen Ping'an, who was waiting at the bottom of the steps. They were familiar with each other, so there was no need to bow and salute. The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea, where will life be?"
We didn’t meet again, Fellow Daoist Chen, we met again.”
Chen Ping'an cupped his hands and smiled and said: "There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with bright flowers and trees. My dear, congratulations."
Liang Shuang sighed softly, with mixed feelings, "If it weren't for the help of fellow Taoists, how could this poor Taoist achieve his wish?"
Chen Pingan said: "God helps those who restrain themselves."
Liang Shuang raised his head and looked at the sky, nodded and said with a smile: "God is so powerful, he responds to the kindness of the world."
Taoist Ailanthus was still working on his speech, Liang Shuang said with a smile: "I won't delay you from getting down to business. This visit is mainly because Taoist Ailanthus wants to give you a gift. You talk about yourselves, and I will go to the second courtyard for a walk."
By the way, are there many rules here? Are there any taboos that we must pay attention to?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "When a real person walks on the ground, there are no taboos."
Liang Shuang laughed endlessly and pointed at the young imperial master, "It's a pity that fellow Daoist Chen doesn't go to the Confucian Temple to join the officialdom."
Liang Shuang walked to the second courtyard. This was a "household matter" between the young hermit official and an old swordsman. The old man thought he was not that big-hearted and could point fingers.
When he heard about "giving gifts", Chen Ping'an was not too surprised. Since Taoist Ailanthus, who was born in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, came to the Imperial Prefect's Mansion, he couldn't just ask for help. Taoist Ailochun was not the kind of person who liked to socialize with others, so
All we can do is talk about "buying and selling".
On an island off the northern coast of Jinjiazhou, there is the Xiefeng Palace with a rather strange name. It is probably the Immortal Mansion of Zongzitou that was established three hundred years ago. However, Xiefeng Palace is not considered a top power in Jinjiazhou, and its background is average and nothing special.
Among the outstanding monks of the upper five realms, from the founding of the sect to becoming a sect and now, there have only been two Yupu realm monks. The most talked about
What happened to Le Dao is that in the history of Xiefeng Palace, there have been several "leakages" by unknown people, and they missed out on several "Sword Immortals" who later proved their qualifications and had good opportunities. They originally preferred Xiefeng Palace with a good reputation on the mountain.
, there are two middle-level sword cultivators who are apprentices in the fifth realm, and there is also a young sword cultivator with extraordinary talent who went to sea to visit immortals, but they all ended up falling into other families.
There are rumors on the mountain that the now famous "Sword Immortal Xu Jun" is the young man who was hurt by the Xie Feng Palace and no longer wanted to be a Shilaozi genealogy monk.
Just because the founding father established an iron rule not to put away the sword to practice.
Taoist Ailanthus did not use his inner voice and said directly: "Yin Guan, I want the Xie Feng Palace to be transferred to Luo Lo Mountain, and all the monks will change their genealogy."
After hesitating for a moment, Taoist Ailanthus explained with all his strength, "I'm really not following the Longxiang Sword Sect. That's what I meant when I came to Aquarius Island this time. The reason why I didn't go to Cunzhuangdu last time was
When I talk about this, I really don’t know how to speak properly.”
Originally, the old man was quite confident. No matter how you say it, Xie Feng Palace is still a sect with the first sect. But when he witnessed the celebration with his own eyes, he heard that Qi Tingji had actually transferred the entire Dragon Elephant Sword Sect except himself.
They were all given to Chen Ping'an, and Taoist Ailanthus was almost heartbroken.
Through a series of clues, Chen Pingan was able to deduce the Taoist lineage created by Taoist Ailanthus, but the other party said that he would surrender the entire sect with both hands and attach it to Luolu Mountain. Chen Pingan was still greatly surprised. After thinking for a moment, he declined politely: "
Senior is very kind to me, and junior has thanked me, but I can't agree to this matter. There are too many things at hand, and I really can't manage them."
Taoist Ailanthus said: "Of course I understand. With a new identity, and having just attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven, no one else has time to care. I wish I could stand anywhere and be the dojo. However, the people of Xie Feng Palace are not complicated.
, I’m used to saying it over there, and the hidden officials don’t even need to come to Xiefeng Palace in person, it’s completely unnecessary, just send someone from Yupu Realm over there to be the new sect leader, that’s it.”
Chen Pingan shook his head and smiled: "It still doesn't work."
Ailanthus Taoist hesitated to speak, but finally said nothing. He took out two talismans from his sleeves, handed them to Chen Ping'an, and said with a smile: "I originally thought that Xie Feng Palace would become the lower sect of Luo Luo Mountain, so I would be shameless.
Save these two quotation marks.
I got it from Master Liang. It is said that it can help the talisman holder to be extradited to an ancient broken cave heaven and blessed land, and the cave heaven and blessed land can be connected together. One is for me, the other is for Gao Mian, both are the same.
It doesn’t matter the sect.”
The old man reached out and touched the head of the little Taoist boy next to him. He felt both reluctance and guilt. He laughed at himself and said, "You might as well give away the money you earned from selling your apprentice."
The little Taoist boy frowned hard. The master also knew that he was selling his apprentice.
Chen Ping'an took the two big talismans and said, "Senior and Gang Leader Gao Lao, you can actually go to the Sword Worship Platform in Luolu Mountain."
Taoist Ailanthus shook his head and said: "No, Yin Guan won't say anything. At most, it will make us think more. I feel unhappy. If I go to see them, not only will my ears be hurt, but I may also get beaten."
Dayton.”
Taoist Ailanthus said from his heart: "I also know a friend. She is different from us. Her real name is Zhou Song. She is also in Jinjiazhou now. She is a ghost fairy who lives in the mountains. Her Taoist name is "Qingmiao" and her Taoist temple is
An ancient ruins called Mang Mountain. Almost no one in Jinjiazhou knows of its existence.
She had already predicted Wanyan Laojing's rebellion through divination. Before that, Xu Xie would go to Xiefeng Palace to seek my apprenticeship. It was also Zhou Song's secret guidance. Xu Xie would appear on the battlefield of Jinjiazhou, just to rush to kill Wanyan.
Lao Jing went there, probably because of Zhou Song's arrangement."
Chen Pingan remembered it in his heart, nodded and said: "When I travel to Jinjiazhou, I can help you, senior, to lead the way."
Taoist Ailanthus cupped his fists and said, "If you change your mind at any time, just fly your sword and send a letter to the Patriarch Hall of Xiefeng Palace."
Chen Pingan said nothing.
Taoist Ailanthus not only did not feel that it was a hot face but a cold butt, on the contrary, he was a little sentimental. In his early years in his hometown, most swordsmen had such a temper.
The little Taoist boy Huang Shang had been standing next to Taoist Ailanthus, and he plucked up the courage to ask: "Master Chen, is Gan Xing here?"
The child had met Gan Xing at the old mountain temple before, and they quickly became friends. When they were going down the mountain, the master also told him about the couple who arrived later. The man was a mountain master, and the woman was a volunteer.
The kind of swordsman mentioned in the strange book. In short, they are both very responsible people, and they are a match made in heaven. The child is ignorant and has only a little knowledge. The mountain master probably has it.
A mountain fairy. The little Taoist boy is no stranger to mountains. He has been walking around in the mountains with his master carrying the huqin on his back for these years. The master is so old that he is so thin that he seems to have only a handful of old bones left.
Master also said that some mountains are dead and some mountains are still alive, but the living mountains may die one day and the dead mountains may come alive one day.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Gan Xing and his master went to my home in Luolu Mountain. You can also drag the two masters to find friends there. They might agree."
Huang Shang was a little moved, but after thinking about it, she might as well forget it, but don't be careful, the old master will no longer want her, and the new master will start to annoy her.
Chen Pingan sent Taoist Ailanthus to Erjin Courtyard. The latter smiled and said there was no need to send him away, and the national master could just stay.
The old master stood in the shade of the pine tree, watching the game between the two young officials. When they heard the words of the thin Taoist priest, they immediately stopped talking. They neither dared to get up and return to the official house, nor could they continue to play. When the distinguished guests left, the country
The master had already turned around and walked back to Sanjin Courtyard. They looked at each other and decided to continue playing chess.
After leaving the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion and walking far away, Huang Shang looked back at the majestic building that looked like a giant spirit entrenched on the ground, and asked in a low voice: "Master, what is the Imperial Preceptor?"
Taoist Ailanthus put away his thoughts, came back to his senses, and explained softly: "A mediocre king is the emperor's teacher. A wise king is the emperor's friend."
Huang Shang was filled with envy and sincerely praised: "High official! So awesome!"
The skinny Taoist smiled. In fact, the scholar who first proposed this point of view was the father of a friend.
This friend's name is Meng Liang, whose courtesy name is Buqi. He likes to call himself A Liang, a kind-hearted Liang, and a swordsman.
I remember that when I first met them, we traveled together in Jinjiazhou for a period of time. Both parties knew how to communicate with each other, but the old Taoist priest said that he had no master to back him up in Jinjiazhou, and he had no orthodoxy. He was just careless.
Sloppy guy,
I always only drink expensive drinks, and it is easy to get red-faced. When it comes time to pay, my eyes will be drunk and my speech will be slurred. As soon as the old Taoist priest pays the bill, he will immediately feel like he has come back to life, shrinking his neck, shaking his shoulders, and trembling.
The spirit is stimulated, and the dragon spirit and tiger become fierce in an instant.
There was a rare occasion when he talked about his family background and said that his father was a Confucian scholar who had spent his whole life reading, teaching, and writing books, and in this life he was just a scholar.
He also lamented that I can't teach, let alone write, but in fact I am also a serious scholar. I am really not lying. I have been very generous in my life and I have never complained.
The guy came out of the restaurant, grinning while speaking high-sounding words, hating that the food was too salty and watery, and the wine was 80% watered down, causing the brother to be killed as a pig.
Perhaps he noticed that the old Taoist priest next to him had an unkind look in his eyes. The man burped and began to drop his book bag. He didn't know which unknown book he had copied the words from.
Whether the world is big or small, it is all the yin and yang created by people's hearts. The world says whether it is broad or narrow, whether it is wide or narrow, everything turns upside down in a wine glass.
Later, the two parties gradually became familiar with each other, and the old Taoist priest even accompanied him on a trip to Fuyao Island. Now that he thinks about it, he still regrets it.
The two parties had a drink for the last time. There was heavy snow falling outside the wine shop. The man seemed to be really drunk. He was shouting that he wanted to travel far away. The landlady of the wine shop was a woman who still had charm. The man opened his voice and said, "Japan."
Just like Yue Jiang, I have learned to follow Xixi in the light. Life is not easy, so respect and cherish it. The landlady is a good judge of goods, and she immediately looked at him with admiration. She asked this man, whose talents seemed to be completely opposite to his appearance, if he had any fame.
The man may be thin-skinned, a little shy, and he mumbles, saying that he is a wandering swordsman.
It was freezing cold outside, and after three rounds of wine, my heart was warm. When I left the shop, the heavy snow had not stopped. When the two parties parted, plum blossoms were blooming as far as the eye could see.
He said that he was going to a far away place to find someone with the word "Xi" in his name to see if he was very knowledgeable and to see how well he studied.
By the way, let's see if there is a beautiful, gentle and virtuous girl in his family who is ready to be married.
The old Taoist priest joked that if she is such a good woman, she is already married.
Ah Liang held up his bamboo hat and wiped his mouth again. His eyes were bright and he was smiling.
No longer playing around, he said goodbye to his friends. The man walked alone in the wind and snow. The snow on the ground rustled. The man's back was to the old Taoist priest. He raised his arms and made a fist to say goodbye.
Taoist Ailanthus was extremely sad.
As a result, when the old Taoist happened to pass by a nearby street the next day, he heard a familiar voice all the way away. He went to the liquor store and found that the guy had his back to the door, one foot on the bench, and laughed with the guy.
The arrogant landlady is singing boxing and drinking wine.
The past events are vivid in my mind like flipping through an old book that is not thick.
Walking on the Qianbu Corridor, Ailanthus Taoist Master was puzzled.
I'm not talking about my hometown, there was a saying a few years ago.
What do you see from a distance and up close?
I've seen the young hidden official, but he doesn't look like him either.
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In the backyard of the Imperial Master's Mansion, the girl in the mink hat put her hands on her hips and raised her head, looking at the very tall Song Yunjian and the taller peach trees, whose flowers had suddenly blossomed.
Xiaomo sat on the steps and put his hiking pole across his knees.
Chen Ping'an stayed in Linshou's room and chatted with Cao Qinglang about some "family learning methods". They didn't involve the principles of saints and sages, but they were all tips on how to behave in society and interact with scholars. For example, he wanted to visit an old gentleman who had written a lot of books.
If you don’t know anything about it beforehand, you will always have to look through the other person’s books carefully the night before so that you can chat with them the next day.
Chen Pingan put down a booklet, which was a collection of poems with the word "snow" compiled by Lin Shouyi when he had nothing to do. There were also some annotations and comments, "It's less interesting than the old cook."
Lin Shouyi smiled and said: "How to compare."
Chen Pingan stood up and asked, "I'll go find a stall and have a bowl of wontons together, shall we?"
Lin Shouyi, who has always been gentle and elegant, said: "I won't sit at the same table with losers."
Leaving this room, he walked slowly along the copywriting corridor where he could hear the rustling of pens on paper. In each room, young officials busy with official duties continued to be busy.
In fact, Chen Ping'an doesn't like snow in winter very much. Just like when he and Pei Qian once passed by the capital of the Daquan Dynasty, they saw the mirage city from the top of the mountain. It was really a beautiful scenery like a glazed fairyland. The mountains and the city were, in fact,
There were only a few steps, but Chen Ping'an still didn't go there.
Walking around. Not just in this way, taking the initiative to draw a clear line with Yao Jinzhi, but also because Chen Ping'an has always been afraid of heavy snowy days. Even if he practices boxing and swordsmanship, his realm is getting higher and higher. Whenever there is heavy snowfall,
In this season, there are still some complicated emotions that are difficult to describe.
A country is afraid of severe drought, and a poor person is afraid of snow.
At a roadside breakfast shop, the man sat down and ordered a bowl of wontons and prune meatloaf, chewing it slowly. As people came and went on the street, he would pay attention to the men's boots and the women's accessories.
The shopkeeper didn't know that this humble customer would be a wealthy man in the Li Dynasty.
Dong Shuijing raised his head, a little surprised. He was an unexpected uninvited guest. Dong Shuijing put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "Why are you here?"
The visitor was none other than Chen Pingan, who had used a layer of concealment. He took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube on the table and ordered a bowl of celery wontons.
Dong Shuijing said: "Congratulations."
Chen Ping'an nodded and said with a smile: "It's so out of sight. I walked to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, but I didn't even enter. Why, you think I have to part ways after becoming an official."
Dong Shuijing hesitated for a moment and said: "Today is different from the past. We always have to avoid suspicion."
Mr. Xu, who led him to the path of being a loaner, once said that if both money and power are pure, they can also be moral gentlemen and honest women. But as long as they stick together, they are like firewood, and men are thieves and women are prostitutes.
Dong Shuijing said straightforwardly: "My current business does not need to rely on the power of the national master."
Chen Ping'an didn't take it seriously and said: "The truth is like this, but it's not good to be unfamiliar with it just to avoid suspicion."
Dong Shuijing said: "Just pay a little more attention here in Dali Capital. In other places, we should do the same, so as not to go further and further away."
Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "You meet me, but I am not polite to you. Let me ask, is the imaginary enemy in Dong Bancheng's heart Mr. Fan or Liu Caishen?"
When it comes to making money, Chen Ping'an has few peers he feels inferior to. Dong Shuijing is one of them.
Making money depends on both the sense of smell and intuition. Which profession in the world does not require the attention of a master to appreciate the food?
Dong Shuijing obviously had an idea, and said: "I don't want to learn from Mr. Fan and be the founder of a sect, nor do I have the desire to expand the family like Liu Caishen. When I make money, I just make money. I like the process of making money. In the end,
I can count how much I earn, and I keep thinking about the day when the account book will only contain enough money to buy a few bowls of wontons, taking it from heaven and earth, and giving it back to heaven and earth."
Chen Ping'an chewed the cake and said vaguely: "Such words sound like they deserve a beating. Who would believe it?"
Dong Shuijing smiled and said: "I have never told anyone this kind of truth from my heart before. If others don't believe it, you will believe it."
Chen Pingan asked: "Are you still reading?"
Dong Shuijing nodded and said: "Of course. But most of them are miscellaneous books and do not involve the meaning of the classics."
Chen Ping'an advised: "It doesn't matter to others, whether they can read or not, what they read is always based on their interests. You are different. Big money must be matched with great virtue or at least strong skills. You still need to read more books."
.I have always wondered why every time I asked my husband about academic issues and put forward my own opinions, my husband listened patiently and gave me an evaluation that was always good, very good, or excellent."
Dong Shuijing's eyes were strange.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "What you are thinking now is what I was thinking at the beginning. So later, when I was practicing swordsmanship in the city, I asked Senior Brother Zuo and I found out the reason. It turned out that Mr. Zuo felt that he had gained something from studying, no matter what
Are you having doubts and thinking or are you?
If you have an opinion, it is really good. You are not fooling me, nor is it because I am a closed disciple. Furthermore, the people you have met have experienced many things. His mind is not only open to reading, but also open-minded.
Everything in the world is forced to open."
Dong Shuijing was silent.
Chen Pingan took a chopstick of wontons, chewed them carefully, and said slowly: "To learn, you need to work hard and endure loneliness, but you also need to be murderous. It's like meeting an enemy in a back alley. When you meet on a narrow road, you have to draw a knife from the throat.
You won't stop until you see blood."
"In a travel journal on the desk of the Imperial Master's Office, I saw some reading experience written by Senior Brother Cui himself."
"You must have a murderous spirit when studying, and you must have unique skills when reading. Good books, ordinary books, all will be killed. All the saints, heroes, traitors and traitors in the books will be killed."
A man who had never attended school for a day was eating wontons at a roadside stall with a man who had been determined to make a lot of money since he was a child, and chatting about studying.
Dong Shuijing took a deep look at his peers across the table, "Do you have any thoughts of your own?"
Chen Ping'an raised his hand to greet the shopkeeper, handed over the empty bowl in his hand, and asked for another bowl of wontons. He smiled and said: "Yes, why not? I came up with a stupid idea. I have already accumulated millions in Xinhu Library."
I've picked up the note, but it's a pity...
It’s gone. It doesn’t matter, just start over. In short, it is to win by quantity first, then seek refinement, and take your time. Confucian classics and history, Taoist three caves and four auxiliaries, etc., I don’t want to brag to you, I have studied them carefully over the years.
catalog, version, text
This kind of book is dedicated to this kind of book. Naturally, my approach is more textual research, less invention, more copying, and less induction. To describe the size of the temple, there is a saying that horse racing closes the mountain gate. When I first saw this saying in my early years, I immediately gave it to me.
I was stunned, and later I saw it in a book
The Buddhist allusion in the collection of books in the Dragon Palace is even more unbelievable, so my method of reading and my unique mental method couldn't be simpler. At a certain moment, I literally "finished reading the book". Hey, this is the way to practice Taoism.
It’s good.”
Dong Shuijing nodded, "I have heard the old man say before that no matter how much money we earn in this life, we have saved it in the previous life. The blessings and misfortunes in the next life will be the merits and demerits of this life."
After leaving his hometown, Dong Shuijing also heard similar truths, such as the wisdom of this life is the "family wealth" we accumulate throughout our lives.
Dong Shuijing thought for a moment, "Occasionally, just occasionally, I still feel a little regretful that I didn't continue studying at that time. I wonder if it would be better to go to Cliff Academy with you to study."
At that time, he and Jiachunjia both gave up on the path of study that was doomed to be full of dangers, and since then they have embarked on a completely different path from Li Baoping, Lin Shouyi and the others.
It is unimaginable that Li Huai, who once fell asleep as soon as he memorized a book and jumped up and down after class, turned out to be a serious scholar in the academy.
Dong Shuijing laughed at himself: "To be honest, I never thought that I would really become a rich man. Everyone has his own destiny, and we are all lucky."
Chen Pingan was silent for a long time, then laughed softly and said: "It doesn't matter, knowledge is in books, but also outside books."
Dong Shuijing was stunned.
Chen Pingan said: "Actually, Mr. Qi said it, I just copied it."
Dong Shuijing smiled, "Like."
Just like Dong Shuijing, it is difficult for them to call him "junior uncle".
And it seems difficult for him, Chen Pingan, to call him Senior Brother Qi.
In the distance, next to a stall selling rouge and gouache, Gu Can asked, "Why don't you join us to eat and drink together?"
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "Although we are fellow villagers with good relations, we are not from the same place after all."
A person who is too good at making money always feels that he will not have enough to eat tomorrow; a person who is too good at spending money always believes that he will not be hungry tomorrow.
Although Liu Xianyang is slightly older than Dong Shuijing, they both studied together in Mr. Qi's school and can be regarded as half classmates.
Gu Can said: "To put it bluntly, I think that my ability to make money is not as good as others, and I have no shame in getting close to Dong Bancheng."
Liu Xianyang nodded and said: "Dong Shuijing's ability to make money is exactly the same as my talent in sword practice, and there is no reason for it."
I have to say that our hometown is really talented.
Gu Can said: "You are a jovial person on the surface, but in fact you are more interested in winning than anyone else. You are stingy but not stingy. You are willing to teach Chen Ping'an everything. When he is stronger than you, you are afraid of losing, so you just don't touch him.
I’ve come across this knowledge.”
Liu Xianyang nodded and said: "I have this bad habit, accept it with an open mind and never change it."
Gu Can said: "Then what else do you practice with swords?"
Liu Xianyang had no choice but to use his trump card, "Don't force me to release Chen Ping'an and scold you."
Gu Can curled his lips.
The stall owner was a pretty young girl. She said to the tall man: "This guest, you moved your place without buying anything. This has delayed your business for a long time."
Liu Xianyang had no choice but to give up his position, and Gu Can followed suit. Unexpectedly, the girl smiled and said, "Brother, I didn't talk about you."
Dong Bancheng, who thought he could see through the word "name" in his life, but could not see through the word "money", felt like he was walking on a road full of money.
A voice sounded in his heart, "Dong Shuijing, if you earn more money, when Wucai Tianxia opens again, try to open a shop together, and I will still be the second shopkeeper."
Dong Shuijing stopped, turned around, looked around, and said with a smile, "Okay!"
Chen Pingan walked towards Liu Xianyang and Gu Can and wandered aimlessly together.
Coincidentally, a young woman with a deserted face walked out of the corner of the street and happened to bump into the three of them.
After not seeing each other for many years, he didn't have any reverie when he saw Wang Zhu again. Liu Xianyang looked relaxed, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Miss Zhigui, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much."
Wang Zhu stretched out his hand and said, "I heard that you are having a wedding reception. Bring me the invitation."
Liu Xianyang laughed and said: "There is no need for invitations, and there is no need to pay for the membership. If my fellow Taoists and I pass by Donghai Mansion in the future, it will be enough to give them the cards."
Wang Zhu smiled and said: "Good face, the same as before."
Gu Can secretly said from the side: "When you meet a fellow countryman in a foreign land, you burst into tears. What's more, you have been dragged through the red line. Even if we are not destined to sleep together, we should hug each other and cry."
Wang Zhu smiled and said: "The reason why the ground in Mud Bottle Alley was relatively clean back then was due to a certain slug dog who couldn't change his bad mouth of eating shit."
Gu Can pretended to be surprised and said: "We have made an appointment to go to a clay bottle alley. The dog shit belongs to me and the chicken shit belongs to you. I don't know who likes to take advantage of it the most. I insist on eating as much as possible."
Wang Zhu thought for a while and said with a smile: "I remember one summer, for more than ten days in a row, I don't know who was lying on the edge of the field under the strong sun every day, but could not catch the eel. Isn't that fun?
?”
Gu Can let out an ooh and said, "That eel that pokes its head into its head, I named it Song Jixin's. It's a bit of a thief."
Liu Xianyang coughed quickly, and Wang Zhu glared at Gu Can.
Chen Ping'an didn't speak from the beginning to the end.
This kind of attack is so commonplace that it is far from the point of causing a red face and a falling out.
Liu Xianyang raised his arms and waved, and said in surprise, "What day will I go out and meet noble people one after another? Song is moving firewood, this way!"
When the vassal king Song Mu approached, Gu Can twitched the corners of his lips and tsked, "You are quite human and dog-like. You want to imitate the opera and pay a private visit in disguise to understand the sufferings of the people? Do you know how much a meat bun costs?"
Song Jixin squinted his eyes at Gu Can and said with a smile, "I turned over the almanac before I went out. It's not a good time to hit my son today."
Gu Can asked: "When are you going to burp so I can inherit the family business?"
Liu Xianyang laughed endlessly.
Song Jixin reminded: "Liu, it seems that you are not from Mu Ping Lane."
Liu Xianyang laughed and said, "When are you and Miss Zhigui going to have a wedding? I've already prepared the money for it."
Gu Can sneered and said: "We were all dumb brothers who had a hard time eating coptis. The eldest brother let alone the second brother."
Wang Zhu blinked, "How do you say that?"
Chen Ping'an said: "We finally got together, please learn from me and say less weird words."
Song Jixin clicked his tongue, Liu Xianyang pouted, Wang Zhu said "oh", and Gu Can laughed.
The way of studying is to be determined to learn, to learn and to learn, to learn first and then ask, then to learn and then ask, the flow is endless, the mighty rivers flow.
The national teacher Chen Pingan, the swordsman Liu Xianyang, the patriarch Gu Can, the vassal king Song Jixin, and the water king Zhu.
They walked together on a wide street that was not as noisy and lively as before, but was still very long.