Chapter four hundred and sixty-two the street is raining again
(Farewell to the old and welcome in the new.)
There was too much movement in the bamboo house. After Pei Qian woke up, he immediately put on his clothes, prepared his sword, and rushed out with a hiking stick in hand.
The girl in the pink skirt was half a step behind her and opened the door. When she saw Pei Qian running nimbly out of the yard, the girl in the pink skirt noticed something strange and hurried away to follow Pei Qian. Sure enough, they saw Pei Qian.
Qian had a stern face and murderous intent, muttering as he ran. The girl in pink skirt had a rough idea of Pei Qian's temper and quickly advised him, "Don't be impulsive. I have always been like this when I was practicing boxing in the mountains in the early years."
It's not that the girl in the pink skirt doesn't feel sorry for her master, but she knows the pros and cons and doesn't want Pei Qian to suffer losses at the Bamboo House. Besides, Mr. Cui really doesn't have any bad intentions towards his master.
Pei Qianzuo ran with his head down, holding the mountain stick tightly, and shouted angrily: "The old bastard really wants to rebel. This mountain top belongs to my master, and the bamboo building belongs to my master. The old guy is shamelessly occupying the second floor. Master, don't tell me."
We had just climbed up the mountain and were knocked unconscious by two or three punches. When I opened my eyes, I just chatted with us for a while. Not long after, I was punched again, and now here we come again! Master came back to his hometown to enjoy his blessings, not to be bullied by old guys.
of!"
The more Pei Qian talked, the more annoyed he became, and he kept repeating: "I am angry, I am angry..."
After all, the girl in the pink skirt was a fire python spirit who had reached the fifth realm. She was floating beside Pei Qian and said timidly: "If Mr. Cui really wants to rebel, we have nothing to do. We can't defeat him."
Pei Qian tilted his head and spat, without slowing down. He gritted his teeth and said, "If we don't fight, I'll reason with the old bastard! I don't believe in evil. There are such unkind customers in the world. It's easy to bully my master, isn't it?
?I, Pei Qian, am not a good person! I am Master’s first disciple and Cui Dongshan’s senior sister!”
The girl in pink skirt walked backwards and floated beside Pei Qian. She glanced at the hiking pole in Pei Qian's hand and the bamboo sword at her waist, but stopped talking.
Near Pei Qian's residence, a child in green clothes sat on the roof, yawning. This little fuss was nothing. Back then, he carried Chen Ping'an, who was covered in blood, downstairs again and again. Now he is like "
"Discussion" is like changing from a frontier poem to a graceful poem, which is not worth mentioning. Pei Qian is a black man, but he still has little experience in the world.
Zheng Dafeng and Zhu Lian were drinking in the courtyard and admiring the moon. They didn't talk about Chen Ping'an, they only talked about women. Otherwise, it would be too shameful for two big men to talk to a man so late at night.
Zhu Lian talked about Sui Youyou who was traveling to Tongyezhou, about Huang Ting, the crown prince of Taiping Mountain, about a charming woman named Yao Jinzhi in the Daquan Dynasty, about Jin Su, the maid next to Mrs. Gui, about the girl with a bad temper.
Well done Fan Junmao.
Zheng Dafeng then talked about He Xiaoliang, who had betrayed Shen Gaozong, Su Jia, the fairy of Zhengyang Mountain who unfortunately fell into the mud at the foot of the mountain, and the short but charming palace empress of Dali. Later, they got too far away, and Zheng Dafeng also
We talked about the early years when we were guarding the gate of Lizhu Cave. Among the outstanding women born and raised in this small town were the Gu family from Niping Lane, decades earlier, and a woman from Xinghua Lane who became a married woman just a few years ago.
After becoming a landscape deity, the Hepo of Longxu River was able to rejuvenate her youth and regain her youthful appearance. She was really good-looking, but her mouth was a bit mean, and when they got into quarrels, his sister-in-law was even more powerful.
Zheng Dafeng took a sip of wine and smacked it in his mouth, his face full of intoxication, "On a moonlit night, drinking with my best friends and talking about beautiful women, what a magical day."
The set of celadon wine sets on the table has been around for some time. It seems that it was fired in a dragon kiln in a small town. It is almost perfect. As a royal tribute of the Song family in Dali, according to the usual practice, any defective products with slight defects will be eliminated.
The officials in the kiln supervising government office were strictly selected, smashed and thrown into the Old Porcelain Mountain. Zheng Dafeng loved to drink and had a bright mind, so it was not difficult to secretly get some porcelain that should have been placed in the Dali Palace. For
Old man Yang from the drug store probably didn't even bother to pay attention to Zheng Dafeng's trivial nonsense.
Zhu Lian was picking up the jug and pouring wine into the empty wine glass. He suddenly stopped and put down the jug, then picked up the wine cup and put it to his ear. He tilted his head, listened, squinted his eyes, and whispered: "Wealthy"
At the door, I can occasionally hear the sound of porcelain being opened, which is not inferior to the sound of apricot blossoms selling in the streets and alleys."
Zhu Lian heard that tiny sound, twirled the wine glass with his fingers, and murmured with a smile: "A small vessel with a large opening is like a country girl with her first love, orchid and vanilla. A large vessel with a small opening is like a beautiful lady riding a horse."
Raise the whip."
Zheng Dafeng didn't feel awkward at all after listening to these rather acrimonious people's words. Instead, he felt content with Zhu Lian.
Logically speaking, an old cook or a janitor should only talk about shit and trivial matters.
The bright moon is bright and the breeze is blowing.
The two of them were sitting opposite each other, and they seemed to have a good understanding of each other.
The beautiful things in the world are nothing more than this.
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "Zhu Lian, tell me the truth, during those years when you were living in the land of lotus flowers, did you ever really like any woman?"
Zhu Lian gently put down his wine glass and said with emotion: "When you like a woman, how can you not be sincere and careless? It's just that in the world of family and country, you can't help yourself when doing things. When you were young, your heart was high, and you always felt that the love between men and women was romantic.
The ultimate is still too small. He worked vertically and horizontally, achieved extraordinary results, turned the tide, and left his name in history. I saw these words in a book early in my life, like..."
Zheng Dafeng answered smoothly: "I was with an old bachelor in the deep mountains and forests, and I caught a glimpse of the picture of a beauty taking a bath, and I suddenly became excited."
Zhu Lian hurriedly filled up the wine for both parties. Based on this sentence, it was appropriate to drink a full glass.
The two of them bumped into each other gently, Zhu Lian drank it all in one gulp, wiped his lips and said with a smile: "The sound of clinking wine glasses with a close friend, and the sound of a wealthy woman taking a bath and taking off her clothes, are even more moving."
Zheng Dafeng asked: "Have you really heard of such a natural sound?"
Zhu Lian nodded, "The clouds and smoke have passed away."
Zheng Dafeng was sincerely convinced and gave a thumbs up, "Master!"
The boy in green rolled his eyes. He really couldn't understand why these two martial artists only hung out together. They didn't talk about martial arts or eat a big bowl of meat, but they talked about the woman who couldn't eat it and was the most expensive one.
, No matter how beautiful a woman is, what does it matter? For an ordinary master, even if she is like a flower, how long can the flower bloom? How many years does it take for a person to grow old? Even a mountain girl cultivator, no matter how beautiful she is, can she be eaten as a meal? Can she become a god?
Do you want money to buy magic weapons? The boy in Tsing Yi thinks the relationship between these two people is really tacky and boring.
The key point is that whether Zheng Dafeng or Zhu Lian, they are clearly the most outstanding pure martial artists in Aquarius Continent. Since they love women so much, they don't have a beautiful woman around them.
In the secular arena, the so-called master of the arena, even if he is no more than six realms and seven realms, is it not easy to live in the red and green?
The boy in green clothes fell backwards, using his hands as a pillow.
He couldn't understand why Chen Pingan could be friends with them.
And they are true friends.
Over at the Bamboo House, Pei Qian saw a barefoot old man standing in the corridor on the second floor.
The old man smiled and asked: "Why, do you want to bring justice to your master?"
Pei Qian blinked and said, "Old sir, we are all heroes who live in the world, so we must be moral and repay kindness, right?"
The old man said nothing.
He looked down at the black charcoal girl who looked like a piece of martial arts embryo. He was a little puzzled as to why the boy in the room was not willing to carve this unparalleled piece of jade. Chen Ping'an, if nothing else, had some discernment and shouldn't.
It’s only right that you can’t see Pei Qian’s talent. Why is this little lazy guy downstairs unable to bear the pain, so he really doesn’t practice martial arts hard? He thinks all day about practicing peerless swordsmanship in one night, and becoming invincible in two days.
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It's just that the little girl has accepted Chen Pingan as her master and is completely determined, so the old man can't interfere casually. This is the real morality of the world. Even if Xiao Heitan is idle every day and wastes everything he has, the old man can only wait until Chen Pingan returns to Luolu Mountain.
It's easy to say that as for how Chen Ping'an teaches martial arts to Pei Qian in the end, it is still the master and apprentice's own business.
The old man didn't speak.
Pei Qianyue has no confidence. He will definitely not be able to beat him. He can't even call the old cook. It's his fault that his crazy swordsmanship is too difficult to master. Otherwise, how could he tolerate the old bastard being so arrogant and domineering? He would have been beaten to his knees long ago.
He kowtows to his master and admits his mistake.
It's just that Pei Qian was very brave today and didn't want to turn around and leave.
The girl in the pink skirt tugged on Pei Qian's sleeves to signal them to stop.
Pei Qian gently patted the hand of the girl in pink skirt, held his head high and said loudly: "Old sir, let's play backgammon. I will set the rules. Whoever wins will listen to whoever wins. Do you dare?!"
The old man said expressionlessly: "I don't dare."
Pei Qian was stunned on the spot.
The old man suddenly said: "Is it because your master was beaten to death one day that you started practicing martial arts with all your heart? Then after practicing for a few days, you felt it was too much, so you just gave it up and could only go to your master's parents' grave every year.
Then, if you run more diligently, you can feel at ease?"
Pei Qian's eyes filled with tears, he pursed his lips tightly, stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the handle of the knife at his waist.
At this time, a man in green clothes staggered out of the house, leaned against the railing, waved to Pei Qian and said: "Go back to bed, don't listen to him, the master will not die."
Pei Qianxuan was about to cry and said: "What if?"
Chen Pingan laughed angrily and said: "That floor, master asked him to help you rub your muscles and bones. It's similar to what Sui Youyou did in Old Dragon City at that time. Do you want it? I'll count to three. If you don't go back to sleep, I'll catch you. You want to run away.
If you can't run away, Master won't care about you anymore, and leave everything to the seniors."
Chen Pingan just counted three.
Pei Qian ran away, shouting as he ran: "There is no such thing as a contingency, the master is so powerful."
The old man sneered: "I don't have much conscience."
Chen Pingan coughed a few times, with gentle eyes, looking at the retreating figures of the two little girls, and said with a smile: "Such a big child is already very good. It is our fault to expect more."
The old man shook his head and said: "If it were an ordinary disciple, it would be later and later. Pei Qian is different. The sooner such a good seedling endures hardship, the greater the suffering and the greater the potential. Thirteen or fourteen years old is not young. If I haven't remembered
That’s right, when you were your age, you almost got that book of Shaking Mountain Fist and started practicing boxing.”
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Anyway, I am Master Pei Qian, and it doesn't matter what you say."
The old man squinted and said, "Why, you really raised Pei Qian as your daughter? You have to think clearly whether Luopo Mountain needs a lawless wealthy daughter or a martial arts embryo with strong bones and muscles."
Chen Pingan put his hands on the railing, "I don't want these, I just want Pei Qian to be busy enough at this age since he has already done a lot of things he doesn't like, copying books, walking around, and practicing swordsmanship.
Well, it’s not like she’s just hanging around there every day, so she has to do something she likes to do.”
The old man asked: "What's going on with those little girl's eyes?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "It's been like this since she came out of Lotus Flower Blessed Land. The old temple master of Donghai Taoist Temple seems to have tampered with her eyes, but it should be a good thing."
The old man was not a sloppy person. After asking this question, regardless of whether the answer was satisfactory or not, he immediately changed the question, "I went to Piyun Mountain this time. After a heart-to-heart talk, did I owe something to Wei Bo again?"
what gift?"
Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed and did not hide anything. He said softly: "A fragment of Du Mao's glazed golden body that fell to the earth after he failed to ascend."
The old man had seen the world and asked directly: "How old is it?"
Chen Pingan replied: "The size of a child's fist."
Chen Ping'an originally thought that the old man was going to scold him for being a prodigal, but the old man nodded and said, "You can't just owe Wei Bo a favor, otherwise in the future, everyone in Luopo Mountain will be affected by you in their state of mind, and they will live under others' roofs all their lives, and they will not be able to raise their heads to look at the man wearing the clothes."
Yunshan.”
The old man asked again, "Do you know why I hit you with two punches in front of Ruan Xiu by the stream?"
Chen Pingan shook his head.
The old man said: "Ruan Xiu followed Nian Ganlang to Shujian Lake, do you know that?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "We almost met."
The old man sneered and said: "Then do you know that she killed a young man who was destined to win Da Li? Even Ruan Xiu himself didn't know very well. That young man was the disciple candidate of the vassal king Song Changjingxiang. At Furong Mountain, the overall situation was already over.
It is certain that the Jindan Immortal who abducted the boy is dead, the Furong Mountain Ancestral Hall was demolished, and all the wild cultivators were killed, but Dali Nianganlang was intact. Think about it, why didn't you bring back the man who should have a future?
A handsome boy from the North of Li?"
Chen Ping'an really didn't know this inside story and fell into deep thought.
The old man revealed some secrets, "The young man with a mirror-like face in Song Dynasty is naturally a martial arts genius who is rare to see in a century. The reason why Da Li Nian Ganlang found this person is that when he broke through the realm in his early years, he was still in the lower three realms of martial arts.
It caused strange phenomena in several martial arts temples, and Da Li has always relied on martial arts to build a country, so the ups and downs of military fortunes are undoubtedly a top priority. Although Ruan Xiu helped Nian Gan Lang find three Nian Gan Lang candidates in the end, Song Changjing actually
, it was more or less recorded."
Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Is it related to me?"
The old man almost punched this guy again, trying to knock him out of his wits.
Chen Ping'an was moved. He had already moved a few steps laterally, but he was actually walking backwards in the six steps of the Mountain Shaking Fist, and it was unnatural.
The old man calmed down a little, and then he stopped taking action and said: "You only strive for the strongest, not for the martial arts, but would Ruan Xiu think so? Aren't all the stupid girls in the world hoping to get close to the men around them as much as possible?
There are all kinds of benefits. In Ruan Xiu’s view, since you have peers who come out to compete with you for martial arts, it is a battle of great ways. How did she do it? Kill the enemy and eradicate the root cause to avoid future troubles."
Chen Ping'an looked sad.
The old man put one hand behind his back and rubbed the railing with the other, "I won't make any random remarks, but as someone who has been through it for a long time, I hope you understand one thing. If you reject a girl, you have to know what she has done for you. Got it?
, when the time comes, you still refuse, and tell her the truth, it is no longer your fault, but your ability, because the other woman has a good enough vision. But if you don’t know anything yet, for a self
He has a clear conscience and looks hard-hearted, but in fact he is stupid."
The old man turned around and asked: "Do you understand this point?"
Chen Pingan nodded, "I understand."
The old man asked again, "What should we do?"
Chen Pingan said: "I don't know."
The old man raised his eyebrows.
Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Chen Ping'an floated up, put one hand on the railing, and swept out of the bamboo building.
But it was not a straight path. He suddenly made a heavy drop and landed on the ground. At the same time, he did not hesitate to use a square-inch shrinking ground talisman and slapped the sword gourd to let Chu Yiwu protect himself behind him, and then control the sword fairy to go first.
One step, he stepped heavily on the ground, his body was like a galloping horse, stepping on the sword fairy, determined not to use the sword to go to the sea of clouds with a wide view, but clinging to the ground, going around between the mountains and forests, quickly escaping far away
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Done in one go.
It was obviously an escape route that had been prepared in advance.
The old man on the second floor did not throw any punches to pursue, but said: "If you were half as good as running away when it comes to love between men and women, you would have asked Ruan Qiong to buy you a drink and call you a good son-in-law with a big smile."
It's night, the end of Yinshi.
The sky is about to break.
Chen Pingan was sitting alone on the steps near the top of Luolu Mountain.
Zhu Lian, smelling of alcohol, walked up the steps and sat on the steps at Chen Pingan's feet. He turned around and said with a smile: "Young master, it's really miserable to have a home and not be able to go back."
Chen Pingan sighed, "I brought it on myself, I can't blame anyone else."
Zhu Lian asked: "It's almost dawn. If the young master is not sleepy, why don't we go to the new county town of Longquan together? We went to pick up the foreign girl who is now half a descendant of the Luoshan Mountain. To be honest, the old slave looks like this
Zunrong only made them believe that he was a mountain man from Luo Luo Mountain by talking and talking, and his words were fairly accurate. However, that family also made a request, hoping that the person in charge of Luo Luo Mountain could show up.
Otherwise, they would not dare to let the girl leave home and go to the mountains like this. So it is up to you, young master, to take action yourself."
Chen Ping'an nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, we happen to be passing by Fengliang Mountain in the north. Let's go to Dong Shuijing's wonton shop first, and then go to that house to pick someone up."
Zhu Lian chuckled and said, "Then we can also pass by the ancestral mountain of Longquan Sword Sect."
Chen Ping'an lightly kicked him away. Zhu Lian didn't dodge, but he hit him hard and said, "I'm so old."
Chen Ping'an stood up and whistled melodiously.
The untied horse came running quickly.
Chen Pingan did not turn over the horse, but just led the horse and walked slowly down the mountain.
He was used to living with Qu Huang and traveling around.
Chen Pingan asked: "Is Zheng Dafeng sleeping?"
Zhu Lian rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Not necessarily, brother Dafeng is probably still lying on the bed at the moment, reading a fairy book I lent him."
Chen Pingan had a dark face and regretted asking this question.
He quickly changed the subject, "What's the name of the girl from the county?"
Zhu Lian replied: "Cen Yuanji."
Chen Ping'an said: "It's a strange name."
Zhu Lian continued: "Such a cardamom girl is tall, and the old slave is much taller. She looks slender, but after careful observation, she found that she is quite slender, and she is born to wear clothes, especially a pair of long legs...
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Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Are you choosing a disciple for Luolu Mountain, or are you choosing a wife for yourself?"
Zhu Lian sighed: "I want to kill the thief, but I can't."
Chen Ping'an glanced at Zhu Lian and said, "A far-traveling warrior, do you believe it?"
Zhu Lian changed his words and said: "Is that because I am strong and strong enough to kill thieves, but I have no choice but to keep myself clean and have no intention of killing thieves?"
Chen Ping'an said: "When she comes to Luolu Mountain from now on, you and Zheng Dafeng, don't scare her."
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Young master, you are looking down on me and brother Dafeng. We are the best men in the world."
Chen Ping'an stopped and handed the close object to Zhu Lian, "I will go to the county town to pick him up myself. I remember the address. Give the close object to Zheng Dafeng. He knows how to open the mountain. He gave it to me.
Yes, I have not re-refined it. The wine here, as well as some cursive calligraphy and many small antiques and treasures, should be buried and placed where they should be. You, Zhu Lian, are an expert. Together with Zheng Dafeng
I can trust your vision when it comes to planning."
Zhu Lian took the plain white jade plaque that was so close to him and had to turn around to climb the mountain. He kindly reminded: "I received Cen Yuanji. Master, you don't have to rush on your way. It's a good time to go out in autumn and enjoy the scenery slowly. Don't miss the scenery along the way. Yes...
… Be careful that Master Ruan misunderstands the young master.”
Just when Chen Ping'an wanted to ask Zhu Lian to accompany him to Longquan County, the rickety old man disappeared like a wisp of smoke in an instant.
Chen Pingan led his horse down the mountain, feeling worried.
Then he rode a horse and traveled through mountains and rivers. It was just that he followed Old Man Yao to eat and sleep in the open air, and the mountains and rivers were so smooth. Unless Chen Ping'an deliberately wanted the horseback to be bumpy and chose some steep paths in the unmaintained mountains, otherwise it would be a smooth journey. Two scenery
, each has its own gains and losses, it’s hard to say whether the picture that catches your eye is good or bad.
One evening, Chen Pingan led his horse to the halfway point of Fengliang Mountain, found the wonton shop, and saw Dong Shuijing, who was getting taller and taller.
Dong Shuijing's face was full of smiles, and he didn't exchange too many lively greetings. He only said to wait a moment, went to the back kitchen and cooked a large bowl of wontons with his own hands. He brought the table to the table and sat aside, watching Chen Ping'an chewing slowly.
Chen Ping'an smiled and sighed: "Now I can only hope that the wonton flavor will not change again, otherwise the crop fields will be uncultivated, there will be fewer and fewer familiar faces in the town, more and more strange neighbors, and high-rise buildings will be built everywhere.
, good or bad.”
Dong Shuijing smiled and said nothing.
In addition to Mr. Qi, Li Er and the young man in front of him were the few people who really "valued" Dong Shuijing in his early years.
What is particularly commendable is that when Chen Pingan and Lin Shouyi traveled together, Dong Shuijing voluntarily chose to give up the opportunity to study at Sui Academy. Logically speaking, Chen Pingan and Lin Shouyi were closer, but when it came to Dong Shuijing,
Bian, when we get along with him, it's just two words: sincere, he doesn't deliberately build a relationship with him, he is deliberately enthusiastic, and he never alienates him, and looks down on Dong Shuijing, who is full of copper odor.
Dong Shuijing will cherish it.
Chen Ping'an returned to his hometown for the first time, and met with Dong Shuijing at the same time. They chatted about the current situation of the people at Cliff Academy and some interesting stories about his travels to other continents.
Dong Shuijing also talked about his experiences in Fengliang Mountain and Longquan County, and how they reunited after a long separation. The stories of their old friends were all wrapped up in a bowl of wontons.
Hearing that Chen Pingan was going to Longquan County, and knowing that this was Chen Pingan's first time there, Dong Shuijing planned to close the shop earlier, but thought that there might be pilgrims going down the mountain at night and hand over the keys.
He left Fengliang Mountain with Chen Ping'an and went to the county town in the north. Over there, the lights were as bright as day, and from a distance, it was a scene of prosperity with singing and dancing.
Dong Shuijing then asked about the situation of the Aquarius Continent as the Great Li cavalry headed south.
Chen Pingan said everything one by one.
Dong Shuijing said softly: "After the chaos, business opportunities are lurking. Unfortunately, I have too little capital and no connections in the Dali army. Otherwise, I really want to go south."
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "Over there at Shujian Lake, I met a friend named Guan Yiran. He is now a general and a member of a pretty good family. I will write a letter later to let you get to know him. He should be familiar with it.
appetite."
Dong Shuijing said straightforwardly: "Okay, if we really make a deal, I will give you 10% of it."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "No problem."
Dong Shuijing smiled and said: "I was worried that you would refuse."
Chen Pingan also laughed, "Then how can I be friends with you in the future?"
Dong Shuijing hesitated for a moment, "If possible, I would like to participate in the operation of the Xianjia Ferry left by Niujiaoshan Baofengzhai. You have the final say on how to share the shares. Just lower the price as hard as you can. What I want is not fairy money, but those who follow the passengers."
Traveling north and south... one by one news. Chen Ping'an, I can guarantee that I will try my best to take care of the ferry. I won't dare to neglect it at all. You don't need to be distracted. There is a premise here. If you have expectations for the benefits of the ferry,
You can tell me, if I can make you earn more, I will take the offer. If I can't, I won't mention it, and you don't need to feel guilty."
Chen Ping'an thought about it and said, "Okay, then I'll discuss it with you first, and I'll quote you a price later. I won't be polite to you when it comes to business."
Dong Shuijing smiled and said: "You are already very polite to me."
Chen Pingan was silent for a moment, then handed Dong Shuijing a jug of wine that was rarely stored in the square inch. He took off the sword gourd and drank separately. Chen Pingan said: "Actually, I was very sorry that you didn't follow me to the Cliff Academy.
I always feel that the two of us are most similar. We both grew up in poverty. I didn’t have the opportunity to study at that time, so after you stayed in the small town, I was a little angry. Of course, this was very unreasonable, and looking back, I found that you actually did
It's very good, so I have the opportunity to tell you these inner thoughts, otherwise, I would have to keep them in my heart."
Dong Shuijing took a sip of wine and said, "I know my own weight. I can make do with studying and it's not too bad, but I'm definitely not as good as Lin Shouyi. It's better to do something I'm good at."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You two like Li Huai's sister so much."
Dong Shuijing's face was slightly red, he didn't know whether it was from a few sips of wine or something.
Dong Shuijing took a big sip of wine and whispered: "One thing I am sure is that Lin Shouyi is strong now. If one day in the future, Li Liu, Lin Shouyi and I both look down upon, then Lin Shouyi will definitely be better."
I'm half angry to death. I won't. As long as Li Liu lives a good life, I will still be... somewhat happy. Of course, I won't be too happy. There is no need to talk nonsense like this. It is a waste of this pot.
Good wine, but I believe Lin Shouyi can see through it no matter what."
Chen Pingan nodded.
Dong Shuijing raised the wine bottle, "Isn't it expensive?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's really not cheap."
Dong Shuijing took a sip and said, "It's getting better and better."
Chen Pingan laughed loudly, "Like me!"
Two fellow villagers with similar backgrounds chatted and walked on foot, heading north.
When they arrived at the south gate of Longquan County, there were city gate soldiers checking the books. Chen Pingan took them with him, but he never thought that after meeting Dong Shuijing there, Dong Shuijing just took out the household registration book symbolically.
The little leader of the soldiers did not answer the question, glanced casually, smiled, exchanged a few words with Dong Shuijing, and let the two of them enter the city directly.
Chen Pingan saw this and said nothing.
Apparently Dong Shuijing imagined that he was doing better.
The governor of the county, Wu Yuan, is a disciple of Cui Yi, the national preceptor. He is an official of Han nationality. He is the governor of the kiln and a son of the Cao family.
A wealthy man with millions of dollars.
I am actually familiar with Dong Shuijing, a young man who started his career selling wontons.
Dong Shuijing sent Chen Pingan to the street where the house was located, and then the two parties parted ways. Dong Shuijing told his home address and welcomed Chen Pingan to stop by when he was free.
Chen Pingan looked at the tall back of the young man, bathed in the morning light, full of vitality.
According to Dong Shuijing, in Longquan County, you only need to look at which street you live in to roughly determine the depth of your family's wealth.
The street where Chen Ping'an lives is called Jiaze Street. Most of the well-to-do families in Dali come here to buy a mansion. The land price is not low, the house is not big, and it is not affordable. It is inevitable that there is a suspicion of trying to make someone look fat.
Dong Shuijing also said that in some of the more affluent streets to the north of Jiaze Street, the largest wealthy family is none other than Gu Can's mother in Ni Ping Lane. Seeing how she bought a house, she is not short of money.
, I just came late. There are many treasures of Feng Shui in the county, and the women who have returned to their hometowns in rich clothes cannot buy them even if they have money. I heard that they are currently working on the relationship with the county governor's mansion. I hope to buy another one on the street of Dongshuijing.
Big house.
The woman once took those maids to burn incense and worship the gods at Fengliang Mountain. They passed by Dong Shuijing's wonton shop. After hearing that Dong Shuijing once attended a private school, she chatted with the young man for a few words, just in words.
Dong Shuijing was a businessman who had never seen any kind of customers. He opened the door to welcome all kinds of people, so he naturally didn't take it seriously. However, he was so angry that the two workers in the store were so angry that Dong Shuijing also allowed the woman to show her off.
She also asked Dong Shuijing if she had a place to stay in the county. If she had saved some money, she said that she was familiar with the county governor and could help ask. Dong Shuijing only said that he had a place to live, anyway.
He can feed the whole family without worrying about it. It doesn't matter if the house is smaller. The woman's eyes showed some pity at that time.
Later, a powerful official from the Taishou Mansion in charge of the household registration of a county came to visit Dong Shuijing in person and asked if he could sell the large, idle house. He said that a woman from the Gu family had spent a lot of money and was taken advantage of.
This business can be done, and you can earn a lot of money. Dong Shuijing's words have already been looked at by the dignitaries in the capital, and they declined the official. But it can be sold or not, Dong Shuijing will not sell it.
Mrs. Gu must have never imagined that she couldn't buy an empty house despite paying such a high price.
Nowadays in Longquan County, Dong Shuijing's family is getting richer and his connections are getting wider and wider, but strangely, the reputation of "Dong Bancheng" is getting smaller and smaller. In just one or two years, it seems that the county town has lost such a big player.
Landlord.
In fact, this can show that Dong Shuijing is really rich.
Over at the small house, Chen Pingan explained the situation to the concierge and said that he was from Luopo Mountain, his name was Chen Pingan, and he came to pick up Cen Yuanji.
The concierge was suspicious of the letter, so Chen Pingan had to hand over the customs clearance slip, but he did not hand it to the concierge. He just spread it out to show the concierge his name and place of origin, otherwise the other seals and official seals from the two continents would be too scary.
The concierge then went to report it.
Soon the four of them came to the gate together.
Seeing Chen Ping'an standing with his horse outside the door, they quickly crossed the threshold.
Three men and one woman, the young man and his two sons and one daughter, standing together, they look like a family. The young man is also a handsome man. The two brothers are about five or six years apart, and they are also very handsome. According to Zhu
According to Lian Lian, the girl Cen Yuanji is only thirteen years old now, but she is slim and graceful. She looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman. Her eyebrows are opened, and her appearance is indeed somewhat similar to Sui Youyou, but
Not as cold as the right side of the Sui Dynasty, but more naturally charming. No wonder she was coveted for her beauty at such a young age, which caused her family to move out of the capital.
Chen Ping'an once again registered his number in Dali Mandarin instead of the local Longquan dialect.
The young man bowed and said, "Cen is paying homage to Master Chen from Luopo Mountain."
After straightening up, the man apologized: "This matter is of great importance. Cen Zheng dare not mention the name of the Immortal Master to others in the family without authorization."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter."
Chen Pingan turned to look at the girl, "Do you have anything to say to your family? After arriving at Luolu Mountain, you can't just go down to the city casually. Even if you are exchanging letters, there will be some mountain rules to follow. So you have
If you have something to say, I can wait for you to finish."
Cen Yuanji shook his head.
Chen Ping'an led the horse and turned around, "Let's go."
Neither visiting the house for a sip of hot tea, nor giving any reassurance to the men of the Cen family, Chen Pingan led the girl away from the street.
Arriving at another street, Chen Pingan finally said his first words, asking the girl to look at the horses and wait outside the door.
The girl nodded silently. This mansion is called Gu Mansion.
Nowadays, she is very famous in Longquan County. It is said that she is a very rich woman and has a huge backing in Dali.
As soon as the concierge heard the words "Chen Pingan", he quickly led the unassuming young man in blue shirt directly into the house.
Chen Pingan met the pampered woman and drank a cup of tea. At the woman's urging, he asked a former maid from the Spring Court House who was full of awe for him to add another cup and slowly drank the tea.
After chatting with the woman in detail about Gu Can's experience in the mountains south of Shujian Lake, the woman felt much relieved. Then she got up and left. The woman personally walked to the gate of the house. After Chen Pingan took the horse, the woman even stepped out.
After crossing the threshold and walking down the steps, Chen Pingan smiled and said that there was really no need to send her away, and the woman gave up.
The man and the woman gradually walked away. The woman glanced at the back of the ignorant girl and seemed to realize something. She turned her head and glanced at the door behind her. The beautiful maid she brought back from Qingxia Island came slowly.
Okay, go back to the gate, twist the maid's ear, laugh and curse: "You are an unlucky thing, given to a country girl."
The young maid is actually quite beautiful, but a little innocent.
Chen Ping'an took a girl from Gyeonggi named Cen Yuanji all the way south back to the mountains, without any verbal exchanges along the way.
In fact, the girl has been secretly observing this "Lord of the Mountain of Luoshan" whom Elder Zhu said.
But she looked around and couldn't see the way.
I was a little disappointed.
I thought he was an old immortal with an immortal demeanor, but otherwise he was a distinguished and elegant man.
Who would have thought that she would be a haggard young man, who looked not much older than her.
Along the way, Chen Ping'an walked in front, loosening the reins of his horse, and repeatedly thinking about the content of the letter Cui Dongshan left for him.
The matter was so important, and some things, following a certain thread, could extend for thousands of miles, so that he completely forgot that there was a girl with weak legs following behind him.
When Chen Ping'an came to his senses and found that they were already in the mountains, he turned around and saw the limping girl. He frowned, but he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.
Chen Pingan stopped and turned around, apologetically saying: "I'm sorry, I was lost in thought."
Cen Yuanji pursed his lips but remained silent.
She felt angrily, thinking that this guy must have deliberately used this crappy method to retreat in order to advance, deliberately destroying himself first so as to pretend that he was not the same kind of person as those deceitful people.
She must be more careful! When she arrives at Luolu Mountain, she should try to stay with Master Zhu to avoid being poisoned by this young man surnamed Chen!
As long as she sees the old god, she should be safe.
When Chen Pingan saw that she was silent, he had to ask: "Can you ride a horse?"
She shook her head.
He knows how to ride or not! Who knows if this seemingly honest but slippery libertine took this opportunity to peek at some scenes that all men want to see?
Shanren is really a profound city, but those superficial and scheming perverts in Gyeonggi Province are really too profound.
The girl kept telling herself, Cen Yuanji, you must be careful.
Chen Ping'an thought about this girl and thought about it for thousands of miles, so he said: "Then let's walk slower. If you want to rest, let me know."
Look, first he is a villain, then he is tender, and there are endless methods that are intertwined with each other.
The girl became more and more certain that this guy was not a good person no matter how he looked at it.
Chen Pingan always felt that the way the girl looked at him was a little weird and meaningful.
Turning around and leading the horse away, Chen Ping'an rubbed his cheek. What, did he really tell Zhu Lian? Now that he is walking in the world, he must be careful about incurring romantic debts?
Chen Pingan took off the sword-raising gourd, took a sip of wine, and hesitated whether to let Cen Yuanji go to Luolu Mountain alone first, while he went to the small town drugstore.
As soon as she saw the man drinking, the girl looked around and saw the deserted countryside. She felt like crying. Could it be that this guy was going to do such evil things under the guise of being drunk?
Chen Ping'an learned a lesson and gained wisdom. He noticed that the girl behind him had irregular breathing and unsteady steps, so he turned his head. Sure enough, he saw that her face was pale. He stopped holding the sword gourd and said, "Stop and rest for a while."
As soon as Cen Yuanji saw that the guy had finished drinking and put away the wine gourd, he was really about to take action.
She suddenly burst into tears, turned around and ran, swaying and panicking.
Chen Pingan scratched his head and murmured: "Halfway through, do you feel homesick?"
Chen Ping'an sighed and had to lead the horse slowly. He couldn't leave her alone in the mountains. He thought about sending her out of the official road outside the mountains and letting her go home alone. When would he figure it out, she could let her go again?
Just go to Luolu Mountain with your family.
Chen Ping'an was just about to remind her to walk slower when he saw Cen Yuanji staggering and falling, then lying there howling and shouting repeatedly not to come over, and finally turned around and sat on the ground.
She threw stones at Chen Ping'an and called him a pervert, a shameless person, and a bad-tempered scoundrel. She wanted to fight him tooth and nail, and she would not let him go even if he became a ghost...
Chen Pingan squatted in the distance, covering his forehead.
Chen Ping'an stood up, lightly stamped his feet, and said helplessly: "Wei Bo, do me a favor! I know you are looking over here, have you had enough of the jokes?"
In the blink of an eye.
Wearing white clothes and gold rings in her earlobes, Wei Bao appeared chicly. The breeze in the mountains was lingering, and her sleeves were swaying like water patterns.
Chen Pingan no longer looked at the girl, and said to Wei Bo: "Please send her to Luopo Mountain, and then send me to Zhenzhu Mountain. This Quhuang will also be taken to Luopo Mountain, so there is no need to follow me."
Wei Bo held back his laughter and snapped his fingers twice.
Chen Ping'an was alone and had reached the top of Zhenzhu Mountain.
Wei Bo accompanied the extremely sad girl to the foot of Luolu Mountain. The Quhuang horse took the lead in spreading its hooves and climbing the mountain.
The girl covered in dirt was in shock, a little dizzy, bent over and retched.
Wei Bo didn't even look at her. He looked up at the heights of Luolu Mountain and said with a smile: "Cen Yuanji, you are the only one who can treat Chen Ping'an as a prodigal."
The girl took a few steps back and asked cautiously: "Sir, who are you?"
How can ordinary people know the name of a righteous god from the Great Li Mountain?
Wei Bo smiled and said nothing and took the lead in climbing the mountain.
The girl hesitated for a moment, distanced herself, and silently followed the white-clothed fairy.
When they arrived at Zhu Lian and Zheng Dafeng's yard, Wei Bo gloated about the misfortune and briefly told the story. Zheng Dafeng burst into laughter. Zhu Lian wiped his face, feeling extremely sad and feeling that he would not be able to eat anymore and walked away.
Cen Yuanji felt relieved after seeing the most familiar Immortal Zhu.
I just don’t know why, the three worldly experts have such different expressions.
Chen Ping'an walked down Zhenzhu Mountain and went to the small town. This time, he was not turned away and was led to the backyard by the young man named Shi Lingshan.
Old man Yang was sitting on the steps, smoking a dry cigarette and still puffing away at the smoke.
Chen Pingan had no reason to think, would the old man be in this situation a hundred years ago? A thousand years ago, or ten thousand years ago?
When I chose Luopo Mountain, why did the old man in front of me look like that when I talked about Old Man Yao?
Chen Pingan had too many questions in his heart and wanted to ask this old man.
Because Old Man Yang must know the answer. It depends on whether the old man is willing to tell the truth, or whether he is willing to make a deal.
But in the end, Chen Pingan said nothing more than: "What will Zheng Dafeng do next?"
Old Man Yang said calmly: "Wait and see."
Chen Pingan stopped talking and just sat quietly.
Old people don’t chase people away either.
Finally it began to drizzle, and soon it became heavier and heavier.
Chen Pingan borrowed an umbrella from the reluctant drugstore boy.
Chen Ping'an stood under the eaves in front of the drug store, stopped to look at the deserted street for a long time, and then stepped out into the rain.