This cross-continental ferry of the Pima Sect on the Skeleton Beach is shaped like a river boat. It is no different from the many small and medium-sized ferries that Chen Ping'an has ridden on. However, after taking off, there is something mysterious. Smoke billows around the huge ferry, and a stream of smoke appears.
The ethereal and illusory armored warriors were like trackers pulling a boat, running in the void of the sea of clouds, making the ferry faster and faster than the Dajiu Mountain ferry that also belonged to the Luzhou Immortal Family in Beiju.
Chen Pingan picked the Sword Immortal and the Sword-raising Gourd early and put them on the table. While practicing quietly in the house, he would also take out a few bamboo slips and go to the observation deck to enjoy the scenery. He often rubbed them. The yellowed bamboo slip in his hand was
, it was engraved with the words "If nothing happens, it will be clear, if there is something, it will be cut off." Each clear and one cut made Chen Ping'an very attractive.
Although Cui Dongshan gave a folding bamboo fan as a gift when he was leaving, when he thought of the famous celebrities who were lying on wicker chairs and shaking fans during their trip to Lutai, with pearls and jade in front of them, Chen Pingan always felt that the folding fan had fallen into his hands.
Here, I really feel wronged by it. I really can’t imagine how awkward it would be to shake the folding fan.
After the ferry swept out of the territory of Li Zhu Blessed Land, it would temporarily stop at the ferry of Changchun Palace in the north of Da Li's capital. Changchun Palace was Da Li's first-class immortal cave. The monks were all women. After the empress in the palace lost power, she
While cultivating here in Jie Mao, everyone in the Dali Temple thought that this empress, who was far away from the center, would probably be unable to get up. Unexpectedly, in the end, she was the biggest winner. She gave birth to two sons, and was fully supported by Cui Chan, a national preceptor.
, became the new emperor of Da Li, and became even closer to the vassal king Song Changjing. He was about to be crowned king, so he vassaled him in Laolong City and led the accompanying capital from afar.
After the death of the late emperor, she was clearly "imprisoned", as if she had done nothing and everything had the best outcome.
It seems no wonder that ordinary people like to say that good people will be rewarded, but in fact they often don't believe it in their hearts.
Chen Ping'an is different from Gu Can and Pei Qian. His accounting will not be written down on paper, large and small. If there are too many, it will not be remembered. This Empress of Dali went on a long trip for the first time in Chen Ping'an.
On this occasion, he was so murderous that he directly sent a group of top Da Li assassins to follow him. If he hadn't happened to encounter A Liang, a hundred Chen Ping'an would have died without any body parts.
Of course, the woman had her reasons. Her son Song Jixin had suffered a lot under Chen Ping'an, and he was almost strangled to death in the Mud Bottle Alley in the rain by a kiln worker apprentice like him.
After walking through the Lotus Flower Blessed Land and Shujian Lake, Chen Ping'an was able to roughly sort out the story of that woman.
Obviously, the powerful Empress of Dali began to plan when she was most powerful. She raised her son Song He in the capital to help her raise her hopes and win over civil and military officials. As for the one who wanted to improve the fortune of the Song family in Dali,
The prosperous Song Jixin was seizing opportunities in Lizhu Cave, and she could earn as much as she could for the Song family. When Song Jixin died, she would probably shed a handful of bitter tears, but she died soon after her birth.
"Died in infancy". Song Mu, whose name had already been crossed off in the Song family tree, died. It was just another death. However, at least half of the credit for Song Ji's salary was due to her mother. She
Of course, the contribution of his other son Song He is the contribution of his other son Song He. These inside stories may not be known to these important ministers of Li when he ascends to Zhuguo, but it doesn't matter. The late emperor recognizes it, Cui Chan recognizes it, and Song Changjing also recognizes it. This is enough.
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It is a good thing that Song Jixin left Lizhu Cave Heaven alive. Of course, the premise is that Song Mu, who has regained his genealogical name, should not be greedy, be well-behaved, and know how not to compete with his brother Song He for the chair.
Therefore, when Chen Ping'an and Song Jixin, who was on an envoy to the capital of the Sui Dynasty, met by chance at the Cliff Academy, the atmosphere was calm and there was no conflict.
When Song Jixin and Chen Ping'an were neighbors, they often talked about strange things. In Chen Ping's big house, the only things that made noise were bottles and cans, and the only fragrance that could be smelled was that of medicine.
However, except for the incident of cheating Chen Pingan and breaking his oath, Song Jixin and Chen Pingan were generally on good terms with each other. They just didn't like each other. They didn't interfere with the water in the well and the single-plank bridge on the Yangguan Road. No one was delayed. As for a few words
Weird words, in places like Ni Ping Lane and Xinghua Lane, are really as light as goose feathers. Whoever cares about them will suffer. In fact, Song Jixin suffered a lot from the trivial words of these market women because he cared too much about them.
, each heart is knotted into a dead knot, which is difficult for gods to solve.
When the ferry approached the Great Li Gyeonggi area, in the night, the moon and stars were sparse. Chen Ping'an sat on the railing of the observation deck, looking up at the sky, drinking wine silently.
When he was young, Chen Pingan was most afraid of getting sick. After he went to the mountains to collect herbs, he later became a kiln worker's apprentice and learned how to make porcelain from the old man Yao who looked down on him. Regarding the matter of being ill, Chen Pingan
He was the most vigilant and would go to the mountains to collect medicine and boil medicine at the first sign of illness. Liu Xianyang once laughed at Chen Ping'an for being the most squeamish person in the world. He really thought he was the rich lady of Fulu Street.
Not only was the young Chen Pingan watching his mother fall from illness to bed, with no treatment, she was emaciated, and finally died on a snowy day, Chen Pingan was very afraid of his own death, as if there was no one in the world who would miss his parents.
Gone.
Back then, my mother always said that it didn't hurt when I was sick, but I often felt sleepy, so I wanted Xiaopingan not to be afraid or to worry.
At first the young child really believed it, but later he realized that it was not like that at all. The mother gritted her teeth and endured it just to get him to think less and do less.
The old quilt was torn in many corners.
Wealthy people, who have no worries about food and clothing, all say that if their children remember things early, they will have great potential.
Children from poor families learn things early, so what else can they do, they just endure hardship earlier.
In the Mud Bottle Alley back then, no one cared about a young child cooking on a bench, choking on the fumes, his face full of tears, and still smiling, what on earth was he thinking.
Will a child who runs alone in the tombs of gods to pray for blessings and make wishes be afraid of the dark and the ghostly rumors in the market? When he kneels on the ground and kowtows to the gods and bodhisattvas, he says that he owes the incense first and will grow up later.
When it gets older, he will definitely make up for it, so that counts as piety.
No one will remember that door. Inside the room, the woman endured severe pain and clenched her teeth. There was still a slight sound seeping out between her teeth, and she ran out of the bed.
Outside the door, the pale-faced child was at a loss. He squatted on the ground and covered his ears with his hands, not daring to cry for fear that his mother would know that he knew.
Not all close relatives in the world can share joys and sorrows.
Coming too early may not always be a good thing.
Before leaving, during the vigil at the ancestral home that day, Pei Qian was in a daze, dozing off, his head dropped, and he suddenly woke up and found that his master was secretly crying.
Pei Qian said nothing and looked at the master silently.
I vaguely saw a young figure squatting in the corner, facing the medicine jar.
The master, who was still a child, was afraid of growing up, afraid of tomorrow, and even seemed to want to turn back time and return to the beautiful time of family reunion.
Finally, Chen Ping'an came back to his senses slightly, rubbed Pei Qian's head, and said softly: "Master is fine, I'm just a little regretful that my mother can't see today. You don't know, Master's mother looks very beautiful when she smiles
Back then, among all the neighbors in Mud Ping Lane and Xinghua Lane, no matter how sarcastic a woman you usually spoke, there was no one who would not say that my father was very lucky to be able to marry such a good woman as my mother."
In the second half of that night, Pei Qian put his head on his master's lap and fell asleep slowly.
After dawn, Chen Pingan left his hometown again.
After traveling thousands of miles, there is still hometown behind you, not your hometown. You must go back.
After Chen Ping'an left, Luolu Mountain was more or less lively.
The old man Cui Cheng has always lived in seclusion. Zheng Dafeng is busy finishing things at the mountain gate. He is disheveled all day long. There is no way. This guy likes to help the craftsmen, and the craftsmen don't find it strange. Even Master Chen of Luoluo Mountain
, it is said that he has a great background, and his background is as high as the sky. Now he is regarded as having smoke coming out of his ancestral grave, and his career is booming. Some gossips are spreading, and people are too lazy to be jealous. They can only envy and admire, a dragon born in Mubo Alley.
As a kiln apprentice, if you can make it to this day, no matter how lucky you are, you must still be very capable.
But this hunchbacked man named Zheng, a gatekeeper, is no better than these humble coolies, so when they get along with each other, they are free, making jokes, teasing each other, speaking freely, and they are very harmonious. Especially Zheng Dafeng's words
It tastes meaty, and is more convoluted than the rough talk of ordinary men in the market, but it is not so refined and sour. Therefore, the two parties drank small wine and ate a large bowl of meat at the table. Once someone came back to it, it was really
If you want to clap the table and give a thumbs up to Brother Dafeng.
Chen Ruchu is still busy cleaning various houses. In fact, he cleans every day, and Luolu Mountain is beautiful and clean. However, Chen Ruchu still enjoys it and regards this matter as a top priority, while practicing cultivation should be put behind it.
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Therefore, the girl in the pink skirt is the only one on the mountain of poverty who has all the keys to the house. Chen Pingan does not have it, and neither does Zhu Lian.
Chen Lingjun was still out of tune all day long, wandering around. He made a big splash at the night banquet last time, so he gained more friends from the "ganghu". People in all hills and mountains were very interested in this boy in Tsing Yi who could sit in the high position of the distinguished guest.
In order to be attentive, for example, the ancestor of Jindan Earth Immortal from Yidai Peak liked Chen Lingjun to be his guest. The old man and the young man drank and talked freely, each bragging about their feats and deeds in the past.
I told Chen Lingjun that I can go to Yidai Peak often, so Chen Lingjun is very confident. I am here to make friends this time.
After Pei Qian gave two bags of twists to Sister Xiuxiu, he remembered what his master had told him, so he accompanied Chen Lingjun to Yidai Peak, and brought down the Qingmei Temple Fairy Zhou Qionglin and Liu Yunrun, who was holding the young white fox in his arms.
, I like to join in the fun most in my life, so I also went to Luolu Mountain, but every time Heitan girl wanted to touch the little guy, the white fox would shrink up and tremble, which made Pei Qian feel very embarrassed and felt aggrieved.
What should a little thing be afraid of? A timid person, isn't there a saying in the book that "gathering the armpits makes a fur"? She just thought that if you peel off the skin and make a dress, it would definitely be valuable, but she wouldn't really kill you.
When Zhu Lian was entertaining guests, he reminded Pei Qian that he could go to school. Pei Qian ignored him and said he would take Zhou Qionglin and the others to play at Xiuxiu's sister's Longquan Sword Sect.
Zhu Lian smiled and said, "I'll give you five days to play around. You should be able to visit all the hills where he and Miss Ruan go."
Pei Qian started to bargain with Zhu Lian, and in the end Zhu Lian "reluctantly" added two days. Pei Qian was very happy and felt that he had made a profit.
In fact, what Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian said at the time was that Pei Qian would definitely have to drag her feet, so they would let her delay for another ten days and a half. After that, they would take her to the school even if she was tied up.
So when a little fox meets an old fox, he still has bad luck.
In the past two days, Pei Qian was walking like a breeze, laughing non-stop, looking at everything that looked good. Holding a hiking pole, she led Zhou Qionglin and Liu Yunrun the way. She was familiar with the mountains to the west.
The hard work and sweat spent on chasing the dog earlier was not in vain.
In the Longquan Sword Sect, not only the Fairy Qingmei Guan who gave birth to an exquisite mind, but also the fearless Liu Yunrun were very reserved. Especially when they saw the woman in green, the legendary saint Ruan Qiong's single
The queens were each more honest than the other. Pei Qian almost laughed out loud and had to keep a straight face. Ruan Xiu just glanced at the two strange women and looked at Pei Qian with a smile. Pei Qian trotted over, and Ruan Xiu naturally turned around.
Lowering his waist, Pei Qian stood on tiptoe and whispered something in Sister Xiuxiu's ear. The master didn't like them very much and didn't want them to visit Luolu Mountain, but the master was interested in a young man named Song Yuan from Yidai Peak.
Monk, the impression is quite good, so I asked them, as the founding disciple, to lead them to visit Sister Xiuxiu.
Ruan Xiu smiled.
Zhou Qionglin and Liu Yunrun were flattered that she actually stopped forging swords and led the way in person, especially the former. She felt that just this blessing that seemed to fall from the sky was enough for her to win the world after returning to Qingmei Temple in Nantang Lake.
, inside and out, there are numerous virtual and real benefits. But when I think about the kind woman next to me who is always smiling, she is the only daughter of the chief saint worshiped by the Dali Dynasty, and I feel that some of the skillful methods after returning to Qingmei Temple,
Be more reserved and don't turn a blessing into a disaster.
Liu Yunrun is more innocent. He has a grandfather who is an ancestor of the Earth Immortal. He also knows more about the inside story of Lizhu Cave, so he admires Fairy Ruan from the bottom of his heart, who has a high status, many stories, and a particularly good temper.
Now Dong Gu, the Earth Immortal known to everyone in the Great Li Dynasty, has nothing to do about it. The only one who dares to say a few words to Senior Sister Ruan is Master, but the key is still useless.
During this period, Pei Qian played like crazy for three days and lived a fairy life. On the fourth day, Xiao Heitan began to feel sad. By the fifth day, he was already sick. On the sixth day,
It felt like the world was falling apart. On the last day, on the way back from Yidai Peak, she started to hang her head and drag her hiking pole. Zheng Dafeng rarely took the initiative to say hello to her, and Pei Qian just responded and climbed the mountain silently.
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Then the next day, Pei Qian took the initiative to find Chef Zhu very early in the morning and said that she could go down the mountain by herself without getting lost.
Zhu Lian agreed.
In order to show his sincerity, Pei Qian ran down the mountain. But after he was a little far away from the Luolu Mountain boundary, he started to swagger and be very leisurely. He went to the stream to see if there were any fish, climbed up the tree to enjoy the scenery, and when he arrived at the small
On the other side of the town, I didn’t rush to Qilong Lane. I went to the Longxu River to pick up stones and float them in the water. When I was tired, I sat on the big blue rock cliff and ate melon seeds. It was dark until night, and then I happily went to Qilong Lane.
As a result, when she saw Zhu Lian sitting on the small bench at the door, she felt like there was a thunderbolt from the sky.
Pei Qian immediately pretended to be limping, leaning on the hiking pole, and said with a grimace: "Old Chef Zhu, when we were going down the mountain, we walked halfway and ran too fast.
Just a few miles away."
Zhu Lian said, "It's okay, it's okay. It's important to recuperate. I'll write a letter to your master later, saying that you hurt your legs and feet, so don't go to school for the time being."
Pei Qian frowned and sat down on the threshold. Shi Rou behind the counter in the shop was busy making calculations. It was very annoying. Pei Qian said dullly: "I'll go to school tomorrow, don't worry about the wind and rain."
There's a blizzard, and even knives from the sky can't stop me."
Zhu Lianxiao asked: "Should I send you to school, or should your sister Shirou send you there?"
Pei Qian thought for a while, then forced out a smile and said, "Let Sister Shirou do it. Chef Zhu, you have a lot to do in the mountains."
Unexpectedly, Shi Rou said softly: "I won't go, let him send you to a private school."
Pei Qian rolled his eyes. He was an unloyal guy and would never want to eat his own seeds again.
Shi Rou sighed softly.
It's not that she's too lazy to walk this way, but she's a little afraid.
Shi Rou was indeed reluctant to go to the Chen family's school in Longwei County from the bottom of her heart. Even though she had entered Sui Cliff Academy with trepidation, Shi Rou was actually very repelled by this kind of place where sages and sages gave lectures.
The awe of ghosts is also a kind of inferiority complex.
But in fact, in this matter, it is precisely the point where Chen Ping'an has the best impression of Shi Rou.
"Wearing" an immortal relic, Shi Rou was inevitably proud of herself, so when she was in the academy, she would initially feel that children like Li Baoping, Li Huai, and Yu Lu Xie, these young girls, did not know the importance of those children, and Shi Rou's
There was a condescending look in her eyes. Of course, Shi Rou suffered a lot when she was on Cui Dongshan's side afterwards. But let's not mention the horizon. I just said that Shi Rou's state of mind and her awe towards the place where books are fragrant are extremely precious.
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The same goes for Cen Yuanji. She also has something valuable that she is unaware of. After climbing the mountain, she clearly knows that the old immortal Zhu in her mind is just an old servant of Chen Ping'an, the young mountain master.
That kind of management, but Cen Yuanji treated Zhu Lian from beginning to end, and his gratitude did not diminish at all. Instead, he would always fight for the old man's injustice.
These kindnesses that are easily overlooked are the valuable things that Chen Pingan hopes Pei Qian will discover by himself, the good things in others.
Chen Pingan does not force Pei Qian to do this, but he must know.
Chen Ping'an almost never leaves half a grain of rice when he eats, but neither Pei Qian nor Zheng Dafeng and Zhu Lian are so particular about it. If there is too much rice, too many dishes are burned on the table, and if you can't eat it, then "the leftovers"
"", Chen Ping'an would not deliberately say anything, and even deep down in his heart, he did not feel that they must change.
It's a small thing.
This is no small matter.
This is also why Chen Ping'an himself doesn't think it is valuable.
As for these, Gu Can and Liu Xianyang back then may have just felt comfortable getting along with Chen Pingan, even though they knew that Chen Pingan himself was a very rigid and stubborn person.
But in the eyes of "seniors" like Zhu Lian and Zheng Dafeng, they saw it clearly, but they just didn't talk about it.
Just like Chen Ping'an's choice of some important matters, even if in the eyes of others, it is clear that he is giving and showing kindness, he must first ask Sui Youyou, Shi Rou, and Pei Qian.
This kind of peace of mind is not something taught in books, or even something Chen Ping'an learned deliberately. It is a result of family tradition and the hard days that are like a medicine jar, bit by bit.
In the end, Zhu Lian accompanied Pei Qian to the private school.
Early in the morning, Pei Qian crossed his arms across his chest, with a straight face, staring blankly at a table of his most beloved possessions.
Except for the small bamboo box that is already on my back, the hiking pole on the table, the yellow paper talisman, and the bamboo knife and sword, I can't bring it with me! It's really a school where I went to Zhui'er. I read Zhui'er's book and met Zhui'er.
Mr. Huzi!
Pei Qian sighed heavily, stood up, opened the door, and raised her head. Until this moment, she felt that she had some enlightenment and finally understood the essence of the sage's saying in the book, "Even if there are thousands of people, I will go."
But she secretly hid a bag of melon seeds. Of course she didn't dare when the master and gentlemen were giving lectures. Once the school went to Luopo Mountain to complain, Pei Qian also knew that she was being unreasonable and the master would definitely not help her in the end.
But when you have free time, you can't treat yourself badly, right? Why don't you find a place where no one is around to eat melon seeds?
Pei Qian was silent along the way. While walking through the streets, he saw a big white goose. Before Pei Qian did anything, the white goose started to run away.
Pei Qian was finally in a slightly better mood. He was about to leave Jianghu, but he was still a bit difficult to deal with and knew how powerful he was.
Zhu Lian sent Pei Qian to the door of the school and said, "Quarrel more and fight less."
Pei Qian rolled his eyes and said, "Why are you arguing? I'll just be a little mute."
Zhu Lian waved his hand.
Pei Qian was a little uncomfortable, and his legs were a little unruly. Otherwise, why don't we study again tomorrow? It's just one day late, it doesn't matter. She turned her head secretly, and saw Zhu Lian still standing there. Pei Qian was a little annoyed.
The old cook was so busy that he quickly went back to Luo Po Mountain to cook.
There is a young teacher at the school, waiting there early with a smile on his face.
The young mountain master of Luolu Mountain had already said hello to the school. For this reason, the two old masters of the school, who were born in the Chen family of Longwei River, thought about it and felt that the matter was not a big deal, so they sent a letter back to the family. It was the eldest son.
Chen Songfeng personally replied to the letter, asking the school to treat each other with courtesy. There was no need to act like a formidable enemy, nor was there any need to deliberately please. Rules were indispensable, but some matters could be dealt with leniently as appropriate.
Pei Qian is actually not afraid of life, otherwise she was just a big kid in her early years. In Hu'er Town on the border of the Daquan Dynasty, she was able to deceive several experienced head catchers, but they didn't dare to say a harsh word and sent her away respectfully.
Back to the inn?
Pei Qian simply doesn't like studying.
The young master introduced Pei Qian, saying that his name was Pei Qian and that he came from Qilong Lane.
After hearing the interesting name "Pei Qian", which sounds like "losing money", there was a lot of laughter in the classroom. The young master frowned, and an old gentleman in charge of teaching, teaching, and solving doubts immediately scolded him, and the whole hall fell into silence.
Pei Qian didn't care. He took a quick glance out of the corner of his eye and remembered his appearance clearly, thinking that you don't fall into my hands.
Pei Qian walked to an empty seat, picked up the bamboo box and placed it next to the desk, and began to pretend to listen to the class.
Pei Qian endured two classes and felt drowsy. It was really hard. After class, he took an opportunity and tiptoed to the side door instead of walking to the main entrance of the school.
As a result, I saw Zhu Lian sitting on the roadside eating melon seeds.
Pei Qian forced a smile, deliberately looked around, and asked: "Old Chef Zhu, what are you doing?"
Zhu Lian nibbled on the melon seeds and said with a smile: "Sit back and wait for the rabbit."
Pei Qian laughed and said: "It's not like deep in the mountains and old forests. Where did this little brother come from?"
Pei Qian turned around and left.
This old chef Zhu is haunted, and there is no way to do it. It seems that it is not appropriate to skip class today.
In the next few days, whenever Pei Qian wanted to run away, he would see Zhu Lian.
In the end, I had to accept my fate. At the school, although Pei Qian was not young, she looked like a teenager, so her current classmates were actually much younger than her.
Pei Qian began to get used to the life of studying in the school. She would listen to the master's lectures, going in with one ear and out with the other. After class, she would fold her arms around her chest, close her eyes and rest, and no one would pay attention. Everyone was stupid.
Yes, you can't even get the slightest sense of accomplishment by deceiving them.
On this day, Pei Qian began to wander thousands of miles in class again.
Suddenly he turned his head and looked around. A moment later, a young man wearing a Confucian shirt came, accompanied by several old masters who were in charge of things.
The group of them did not stop, but Pei Qian noticed this guy and took a look at himself.
At dusk that day, Pei Qian refused the invitation of the two little girls to film, and rushed back to Qilong Lane alone, carrying a small bamboo box.
It turned out that Zhu Lian had come to the backyard of the shop from Luopo Mountain again. Not only that, the young master whom he had met at the school before was also sitting there, talking and laughing with Chef Zhu.
Pei Qian carried a small bamboo box and bowed, "Hello, sir."
There was nothing she could do, the master was very polite when traveling around the world, and as a founding disciple, she couldn't let others mistakenly think that her master didn't know how to teach his disciples.
The young scholar smiled and said, "You are Pei Qian, right? Are you still used to studying in a school?"
Pei Qian's little chicken pecked the rice, his eyes were sincere, and he said loudly: "That's great. Gentlemen are very knowledgeable. You should really go to the academy to be gentlemen and wise men. My classmates will study hard and become Jinshi masters in the future."
Shi Rou was holding back laughter at the counter.
Zhu Lian did not reveal the knack of this simpleton who acted according to the prevailing circumstances.
The young scholar seems a little uncomfortable with it.
This flattery is a bit too much, making it difficult for the grandson of the Chen family in Longwei Xi to answer the question, but when a child speaks, he should always be sincere, right? We can't ignore the little girl's good intentions. Chen Songfeng, who came from afar,
, he could only smile and nod at her.
Pei Qian bowed again, then ran into his room, closed the door gently, and started copying books. This matter outside of the school was what Pei Qian was most serious about.
After copying the book, Pei Qian found that the guest had left, and Zhu Lian was still sitting in the yard, holding many things in his arms.
Pei Qian held a hiking stick and practiced the crazy sword technique. After standing still, he asked: "What do you want from me?"
Zhu Lian said: "Good thing."
Pei Qian blinked, "What, are you sending money?"
Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Oh, your mouth must have been opened before. You really hit the mark."
Pei Qian asked: "Can you divide the money?"
"It's none of your business."
Zhu Lian held three boxes in his arms, raised one sleeve, shook it, shook his head and said: "It's your master's friend, Liu Xianyang, who is studying in Posuzhou, and asked someone to send us a letter and three things in Luopo Mountain.
The latter sent two for one, as the letter said, among which he gave the young master a book, which contained a touch of "book-turning style" that was hard to buy, and then gave it to Gu Can in Mu Ping Alley.
The magic weapon bamboo fan made of Shenxiao bamboo is said to be because Gu Can was timid since he was a child. The fan can defeat all the ghosts and ghosts that grow underground in the world. As for the last thing, Liu Xianyang heard that the young master had his own mountain, so he made a fan.
Only cuttlefish of very high quality will be eaten, and they will be kept and raised by the young master."
Pei Qian smiled brightly, extended his thumb and praised: "This Liu Xianyang is on the road! He is indeed my master's best friend. He is generous and unambiguous!"
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "In addition to being a friend, he is also a smart man. It seems that this trip to study far away is not in vain. This is good. Otherwise, after many years of separation and different circumstances, we will be completely different from what we were before when we meet again.
, I don’t know anything to talk about.”
Pei Qian asked: "Can I take a look at the book-turning style and cuttlefish eating?"
Zhu Lian stood up and said: "You can't read the book without being disturbed by the wind. We will talk about it later when the young master returns to Luo Po Mountain. As for the cuttlefish that costs more money from the gods, I will keep it first so that you can satisfy your eye cravings when you return to Luo Po Mountain next time."
Pei Qian suddenly asked: "Did our family pay for this money, or did Liu Xianyang pay for it?"
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "The letter said it bluntly, asking the young master to pay, saying that he is a big landowner now, so don't feel bad about this little money. If you really feel bad, just bear with it."
Pei Qian said angrily: "To put it lightly, please return the cuttlefish as soon as possible. Sister Shirou and I guard two shops in Qilong Lane and only earn more than a dozen taels of silver in a month!"
Zhu Lian squinted and said, "If you have the ability, tell Master yourself?"
Pei Qian immediately forced out a smile and said, "Feijian's summons costs money, so let's just say whatever you want. Master may not be able to talk about this Liu Xianyang, so I'll talk about him later."
Zhu Lian sneered and said, "Just you? Then the whole Luopo Mountain will be able to smell your flattery, right?"
Pei Qian sat on the steps, silent.
Zhu Lian didn't care about her. The children were like this. They were happy and sad every day.
After that, waves of people came from Luopo Mountain.
Even Zhu Lian was a little surprised.
One is Lu Baixiang. Not only is he here, he also carries two oil bottles on the back of his butt.
At that time, Zhu Lian was sunbathing with Zheng Dafeng at the gate of the mountain.
Lu Baixiang was no stranger to Zheng Dafeng, so he moved a bench and sat aside.
This left the siblings who "revered their master like gods" a little confused.
A bad old man, a hunchbacked man, didn't show any respect or fear when he saw his master?
Fortunately for the young man, the girl with a wooden gun slung across her back had a cold look in her eyes. She was already sharp and sharp, but she increasingly wanted to keep strangers away from her.
Lu Baixiang didn't care about this, and naturally he didn't care about the two around him.
After some small talk, it turned out that Lu Baixiang stopped in the central and southern part of Aquarius Continent, and first gathered a group of desperate horse thieves on the border. They were the elite cavalrymen of the southernmost vassal state of the Zhuying Dynasty. Later, Lu Baixiang
Xiang led them to occupy a hilltop, which was a hidden lair of a Jianghu Demon Sect. It was isolated from the world and had a good family background. During this period, Lu Baixiang accepted the siblings as his disciples, carrying a wooden pole on his back.
The heroic girl with a spear is named Yuan Bao. Her younger brother is named Yuan Lai. He has a kind-hearted personality and is a moderately educated person. He has good aptitude for martial arts, but his temperament is much inferior to that of his elder sister.
Lu Baixiang regarded it as a bargain picked up on the roadside, and together they brought him a lot of experience in Luolu Mountain. It was up to the two apprentices to decide whether to return to the world or stay here in the mountain.
When Lu Baixiang heard that Chen Ping'an had just left Luolu Mountain and went to Luzhou in Beiju, he felt a little regretful.
Skip one of the heart-warming drinks.
Lu Baixiang plans to stay in Luolu Mountain for a few months.
There is no shortage of houses on the mountain. In Zhu Lian's words, it means that the family has a big business now.
Zhu Lian asked Lu Baixiang to go up the mountain to find the house by himself, and he also wanted to chat with Brother Dafeng.
Lu Baixiang smiled and stood up to say goodbye. Zheng Dafeng asked Lu Baixiang to come here for a drink when he had time.
The girl Yuan Bao snorted coldly.
The young man Yuan Lai was a little shy.
While climbing the mountain, Lu Baixiang was filled with emotion. This time he came to this blessed land of Lizhu, where the roots of the people fell, and what he saw, heard, and thought was naturally not something that two children could match.
The girl had a dark face and a sharp aura.
The young man had always been afraid of this decisive sister, and he did not dare to walk side by side. The master walked at the front, his sister followed, and he was at the bottom.
Lu Baixiang did not turn his head, but smiled and said: "That rickety old man is called Zhu Lian, and he is now a traveling warrior."
The girl felt that she must have heard wrongly.
Lu Baixiang continued: "As for the hunchbacked man you think is squinting at you, his name is Zheng Dafeng. When I first met him in a medicine shop in Old Dragon City, he was a mountain-level martial artist. He was only one step away from even being a martial artist.
In just half a step, you almost became a ten-level warrior."
Yuan Bao pursed his lips tightly.
Lu Baixiang wore a narrow knife on his waist and was dressed in white. He continued to climb the mountain and said slowly: "I am not telling you this to make you afraid of them. Master will not feel guilty about getting along with them. When it comes to reaching the top of martial arts, Master is still
I have some confidence. So I just want you to understand one thing. There are mountains beyond the mountains, and there is a sky beyond the sky. If you want to speak forcefully in the future, you must have enough ability, otherwise it will be a joke. It doesn't matter if you lose your own people, it doesn't matter if you lose the master.
To save my face, you can do it once or twice, but after three times, I will teach you how to be a disciple."
Yuan Bao raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry, Master! One day, Master will think that it was right to accept Yuan Bao as his disciple!"
Yuan Lai smiled secretly.
This sister has been most competitive since she was a child.
Lu Baixiang suddenly stopped and turned his head, overlooking the girl, "Everything else is easy to talk about, but there is one thing you should keep in mind. When you meet a person named Chen Pingan in the future, remember to be polite."
A layer of sweat broke out on Yuan Bao's forehead, and he nodded, "Remember!"
After Lu Baixiang and his disciples settled in, since the owner of Luolu Mountain was away, the issue of Yuanbao Yuanlai being included in the genealogy of the "Ancestral Master Hall" could only be temporarily shelved.
In this matter, Lu Baixiang and Zhu Lian are exactly the same. If he takes someone and brings him to Luopo Mountain, he has to record his name under Luopo Mountain without any discussion.
After that, three more masters and apprentices visited Luo Lo Mountain.
They were the blind old Taoist, the lame young man carrying the flag, and the round-faced girl nicknamed Xiaojiuer.
However, the three of them went to the Qilong Lane shop first, and Pei Qian led the way back to Luopo Mountain together.
The blind old Taoist was still a little uneasy in his heart. When he heard that Chen Ping'an was not on the mountain, he always felt that it was unreliable to take refuge in him. However, after meeting with Zhu Guanshi from Luo Mountain, he felt much more at ease. After the conversation,
The blind old Taoist was shocked to realize that he seemed to have gained all his dignity. He was not yet a worshiper of Luolu Mountain, but he was receiving a salary as a monk from the Xian family as a Qing guest, working at the Caotou shop in Qilong Lane.
As for the old Taoist's apprentices, they will not be able to obtain the Qingke status until they reach the middle five realms. However, before that, Luopo Mountain will provide financial assistance to the two of them, and they can each advance a sum of money.
Money, these are all easy to talk about.
It is both a human relationship and a business transaction, both of which are correct.
The key is that even though he is an old blind man, he can see that a bright future is at his feet.
This made the blind old Taoist feel as comfortable as drinking a large bowl of ice wine in the scorching summer heat.
When we descended Luopo Mountain, I felt like I was drifting while walking.
After all, Zhu Lian, the steward of Luopo Mountain, refused to listen to any advice and insisted on sending them all the way to the mountain gate in person.
Pei Qian still accompanied the three masters and apprentices to leave Luopo Mountain. The round trip did not feel hard at all. What's more, it was good to reunite with Xiaobai after a long absence.
At this moment, Pei Qian turned around and saw the old cook, slowly climbing the mountain with his hands behind his back.
Pei Qian scratched his head. Standing on the tall building in the old cook's heart, there seemed to be an extra young man with a vague face. There was a word in the book about how to say it, and his clothes and belt caught the wind. Anyway, he was probably like that.
That makes sense.
Blessed Land of Lotus Roots, Capital City of Nanyuan Kingdom.
It was raining heavily in that alley.
A young man in a green shirt with a slender figure and a beautiful face was walking slowly, holding an old oil-paper umbrella.
Today he was going to Zhong Qiu, who was both his husband and the master of the Nanyuan Kingdom, to borrow books and read some unique books that could not be found anywhere else in the world.
Regarding the imperial examination, Mr. Zhong has already said frankly that whether he can be ranked first or third in the imperial examination depends on his fate, and after all, he is too young, so the court and His Majesty also have some concerns, but it is definitely not difficult to rank high in the second class.
Therefore, he is now more focused on the imperial examination and crafts. He has begun to read many ancient books and miscellaneous books that have been dusty for a long time.
After a heart-to-heart talk with him, Mr. Zhong allowed him to browse through that part of his private collection.
At the corner of the street, an acquaintance whom I hadn't seen for many years walked out.
He was extremely handsome, with a smile on his face, looking at the boy holding the umbrella.
Hold your back with one hand, hold a folding fan, and gently pat your abdomen.
Lu Ti.
The most famous Mr. Lu in the world.
The young man showed a bright smile and walked quickly.
Over the years, Mr. Zhong occasionally mentioned this "foreigner" who had not been seen since leaving the capital. He was always worried about the relationship. He was neither an enemy nor a friend, but also seemed like an enemy and seemed like a friend. It was a very complicated relationship.
But to the young man, this Mr. Lu was a very important person, one whom he was close to and respected.
Lu Ti looked at the young man in green shirt and clicked his tongue: "Peach plums, spring breeze, a glass of wine, rivers and lakes, rainy night, ten years of light, this sentence is really suitable for the occasion, Xiao Qinglang, we haven't seen each other for ten years, right?"
Cao Qinglang first put away his umbrella and bowed in salute, then held the umbrella for Lu Ti and said with a smile: "I can often hear about Mr. Lu's deeds in the world of martial arts."
The arena and battlefields of the past ten years have been truly turbulent and bloody.
This Mr. Lu has unified the demon sect, and several of his disciples are now either giants of the demonic world, mainstays of the border army outside the Great Wall, or legendary national masters who can control the wind and rain.
Then, not long ago, Mr. Lu officially made an appointment with the best person in the world to challenge the transcendent existence, Immortal Yu Zhenyi, who is recognized as being as good as the demon Ding Ying.
Ten years can be said to be short or long.
There are actually many grievances and hatreds in the world caused by this Mr. Lu.
But Cao Qinglang just settled down to study and... practice silently, guarding this alley and that ancestral house.
Lu Ti waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to hold an umbrella for himself.
Cao Qinglang took a step away and held the umbrella alone without persisting.
There is never any need to be polite with this Mr. Lu.
The two of them walked together on the deserted street. Lu Tiao smiled and asked, "What are your plans?"
Cao Qinglang slightly raised the oil-paper umbrella, moved it back, and then looked up, "I want to go out and take a look and meet Mr. Chen."
Lu Ti smiled and said, "This is not easy. Reading alone won't do it. Even if you learn Master Zhong's boxing and the fragmentary formulas of the Xian family that he found for you, it's still not enough."
Cao Qinglang smiled and said: "There is a white jade capital in the book. The building is 48,000 feet high, and the immortal is holding the hibiscus on the railing."
Lu Tiao turned around and looked, "This silly look looks a lot like him."
Cao Qinglang finally showed some innocence consistent with his age, and said happily: "Is it really a bit similar?"
Lu Ti joked: "We are somewhat similar to him, is it worth being so proud of? Do you know that if you were in my hometown and his, you would have quite extraordinary qualifications to practice Taoism. As for him, he has the talent of an earthly immortal.
Well, to put it simply, according to common sense, his highest achievement in his life is only one or two steps higher than the current bullshit immortal Yu Zhenyi. You were young back then, and the Lotus Root Blessed Land at that time was not as good as it is now.
The spiritual energy is getting longer and it is suitable for practice, so he would look too glorious if he left in a hurry, but it would be much more difficult now."
Cao Qinglang shook his head, stretched out his finger, and pointed to the highest point of the sky. The young man in green shirt was full of energy, "Mr. Chen, in my mind, is as high as the sky and beyond!"
Lu Ti smiled dumbly.
Okay, Chen Pingan, you can do it. I went to the Taoist Temple and there was a little fool who admired you so much.
Lu Ti said seriously: "Do you know that even the ascension issue here in your hometown is still extremely risky."
Cao Qinglang nodded, "So if one day in the future, like the sages, I fail, and I have to trouble Mr. Lu to send me a message, just say, 'Cao Qinglang has lived a good life for so many years, but I miss you a little bit.'"
"
Lu Ti sighed, put away the folding fan with a crisp sound, and hit Cao Qinglang hard on the head, "If you can, tell him yourself!"
Cao Qinglang held an umbrella with one hand and touched his head with the other, and said helplessly: "This is not as good as you, sir."
The Skeleton Beach ferry docked at Changchun Palace and then took off.
The other party still didn't show up.
Chen Pingan is not in a hurry.
Still practicing boxing.
When the cross-continental ferry was about to leave the territory of Aquarius Continent, Chen Ping'an put away his fists and walked to open the door. On the other side of the corridor, a small and exquisite woman in palace clothes came forward, as well as a woman who was not wearing a dragon robe.
The young emperor, and a person Chen Ping'an was more familiar with, the Mohist ranger, Xu Ruo with the horizontal sword behind him.
Chen Pingan opened the door, but did not stand at the door to greet them, pretending that he did not recognize the three of them.
Walking back into the room, Chen Ping'an was standing at the table, but he didn't take the first seat.
After the three of them entered the room, the woman walked straight to the opposite side of the table, smiled and extended her hand, "Mr. Chen, please sit down."
Chen Pingan smiled.
The young man had a smile on his face, but did not speak. He turned slightly sideways and looked straight at his peers who had wandered from Mud Bottle Alley to Luo Luo Mountain.
Xu Ruo laughed softly and said, "Chen Ping'an, long time no see."
Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Xu, long time no see."
The atmosphere in the small hut can be described as eerie.
The woman covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, "What are we doing? Let's all sit down and talk. We are not members of our own family. Let's stop being polite."
However, when the four of them were seated, the atmosphere became tense again.
Xu Ruo had already started to close his eyes and rest.
Song He, the new emperor of Great Li who now owns half of Aquarius Continent, was looking around at the cross-continent ferry. This was his first time boarding the ship. At first glance, it seemed a bit novel, but after a second look, it was just like that.
.
The graceful woman who became the Empress Dowager of Da Li looked at the man in green shirt sitting opposite with a smile, and the first words she spoke were the hidden secrets, "My family, Mu'er, during those years in Mu Ping Alley, thanks to Chen
Sir, I’m sorry."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's okay."
From his expression to his wording, everything was spotless. There was no disrespect at all, and absolutely no respect at all.
However, Chen Ping'an cursed in his heart: "You are so good, your mother is so good."
The corners of Xu Ruo's mouth raised slightly, then he quickly wiped it away, and it disappeared in a flash without anyone noticing.