When the young girl saw that the foreigner in green clothes seemed to be moving, she wanted to follow the young man to another city. She immediately said angrily to the young man: "Are you still talking about first come, first served?"
I never thought that the young man had a bad temper, so he scolded directly: "Qin Zidu, you cunning servant! Why are you talking to me and why don't you just slap the three big mouths yourself?"
The girl who was called by her first name was stunned and was scolded as a sly maid in public. Perhaps she was worried about the other party's identity. She did not reply, but her eyes were lowered and she was about to cry. She took out an embroidered handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes.
The young man was very proud and continued to persuade Chen Ping'an to follow him out of Toutiao City, "Mr. Chen, the pile of makeup and powder is too greasy and not elegant enough. My city lord knows that you have never liked this kind of warblers, wild bees, butterflies, and fragrant breezes.
The array is like asking the sword, what kind of appearance is it. So Mr. Chen still followed me and left quickly. My city lord has already prepared a banquet for Mr. Chen to receive the wind and wash away the dust. He also prepared an extra heavy gift as a reward for completing the seal.
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Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You shouldn't talk about Miss Biyu like that."
The reason why he did not immediately agree to the young man's invitation was because Chen Ping'an still wanted to visit the city more and wanted to say thank you to the bearded customer. Furthermore, the man from the weapon shop seemed to have been paying attention to his back when he walked to the door.
That "night tour", and because of local delicacies such as Tongling ginger and Tangshan lotus root, Chen Ping'an actually had some guesses about the identity of the shop owner. It was most likely that Bai Ye visited the mountains to visit immortals in his early years.
At that time, he met Mr. Wusong. So Chen Pingan planned to ask Du Xiucai for a painting of a buffalo. Whether it was successful or not, we would talk about it later. Everything is difficult at the beginning, but as long as a thread starts to thread,
It will be much easier.
When the young man heard Chen Ping'an call Qin Zidu "Biyu" and revealed her nickname in one sentence, the young man was obviously a little surprised, and then he laughed heartily and said: "I never thought that Mr. Chen already knew the background of this cheap maid, so
Speaking of which, Mr. Chen must have read "Honghui Pavilion Yikao", "Rouge Chronicles" and the "Xiangyan Series". Most of the young swordsmen are gentle people and deserve to be among the same people. No wonder my city lord treats Chen
Mr. Chen was very impressed and impressed. Li Julang clearly misjudged Mr. Chen and mistook him for those pedantic people who behave in a rigid manner."
Chen Ping'an immediately explained with a smile: "I don't dare to take it seriously. I just accidentally heard someone mention it, but I haven't actually read the three books."
When the young man mentioned the last book, Chen Ping'an instantly made a sword gesture, and at the same time used his sword energy to blast the wind to eliminate and disperse the young man's voice, so that Pei Qian and Xiao Mili would not hear it. The old cook bought books randomly.
It's really harmful.
Now that Fengjun and the fortune-telling stall were gone, and Shao Baojuan had also left, Pei Qian let the millet grains stay in the basket, put away the long stick, picked up the hiking stick, picked up the basket again, and stood quietly.
Next to Chen Pingan, Pei Qian's eyes mostly wandered to the girl named Qin Zidu. This girl must have put a lot of thought into it before going out. She was wearing a purple dress, a purple flower in her hair, and a small purple sachet on her belt.
, embroidered with the four words "Rouge God's Mansion". The girl's makeup is particularly exquisite, with small golden dimples, slightly yellow sandalwood, and a smooth face. What is especially rare is that this girl actually applied a line of white makeup on both sides of her temples, making the original
The girl with a slightly round face immediately became a bit slender.
Pei Qian was dumbfounded. If the girl wore similar makeup every time she went out, how much time would she have spent in her own house? Wouldn't it be troublesome?
Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, but still did not stop or remind the young man to be careful. Instead, he immediately moved away and took a few steps away from the young man who spoke freely to avoid being hurt.
Sure enough, the girl suddenly raised her head, walked closer, grabbed the boy's ear with one hand, and pulled hard, causing the boy to tilt his head. With the other hand, the girl scratched the boy's face hard, and then slapped his mouth.
He scolded you for being a cheap maid and making you a shrewd maid. The young man also didn't want to suffer, and he didn't know how to cherish the beauty of women. He grabbed the girl's hair bun with his backhand. The two faces looked like a pair of golden boys of the same age.
The jade girls soon hugged each other, entangled and twisted each other, and even used elbows and knees to each other, which was very exciting.
This scene was an eye-opener for Xiaomi Li. These local people are very fierce and have bad tempers. They will scratch their faces whenever they disagree.
Pei Qian glanced at the master, and Chen Pingan shook his head gently, indicating that she did not need to break up the fight. The boy and girl who were fighting together seemed to have been hit from the sky to the ground, and fell to the ground together. Finally, the boy kicked the girl in the face.
The girl returned the favor, kicking the boy's chest and crotch with her feet in tandem. In the end, both parties slid backwards together. Fortunately, both parties seemed to be unfamiliar with boxing and kicking, so they didn't make much noise.
The girl staggered up and dusted herself off. The boy covered his face with one hand and pressed his chest with the other. He grinned and shook his head, but had to bend down.
Pei Qian saw that the girl was picking out her eyebrows and re-threading her eyebrows. Now one of her eyebrows was kicked off by the boy. The delicate makeup of her peach-colored face earlier had also become a mess. She had a painted face and the hairpin on her head.
The purple flowers had also been crushed into pieces by the young man and scattered on the ground. At this moment, the girl looked a little funny standing on the street.
And the little brocade bag embroidered with "Rouge God's Mansion" was also unknotted during the twisting process, and a bronze chafer ran out, as big as an elm pod. It had been used by the young man to see the right moment when he got up, and quietly
One foot stepped on the bottom of the boot. The girl whose nickname was Biyu soon discovered that she had lost a green golden cicada that was used to raise pink and charming girls. She was so anxious that she pointed at the young man and threatened: "Long Bin, give it back to me.
Green golden cicada!"
Chen Pingan sighed, it seemed that an opportunity had passed him by.
At Taiping Mountain in Tongyezhou, where the Yu Dynasty worshiped, the monk Dai Yuan once gave Chen Pingan an apology gift. The ink ingot was named "Yuexia Songdao Renmo", but it was only given away to Chen Pingan. It is said that the ink
Every time under the moon, there used to be a little Taoist who walked around like a fly, claiming to be the envoy of the black pine and the minister of the ink spirit. Later, when Chen Pingan asked Cui Dongshan, he found out that the little Taoist who became the spirit of the ancient ink seemed to be called "
"Long Bin", the place where it gained enlightenment was not that ink, but it just happened to travel here at that time, because it likes to use an ingot of rare ancient ink in the world as its "fairy crossing", wandering uncertainly, its whereabouts are erratic, if not by chance,
At the end of the day, even if the immortal obtains ink, it is difficult to find a trace. It belongs to the manifestation of the great road condensed by the literary movement. It is almost the same as the incense villain and the "grasshopper" silver insect. And every "moon" that Long Bin stops at
The "Dukou" ink ingots had a rich cultural heritage, so even Cui Dongshan felt a little regretful at that time, and Chen Ping'an was naturally even more distressed, because it would obviously be the best if he gave this thing to Xiao Nuanshu.
On the ferry, there are opportunities everywhere, but there are also traps everywhere.
"Anyone who wants this junk thing, I'll give it to you." The young man sneered, raised his foot, picked up the green golden cicada with his toes, and kicked it towards the girl. The latter caught it with both hands and carefully put it into the bag.
Tie the knot.
The girl asked: "What did the sword fairy say? Should I write the "Sexual Evil" chapter without any mistakes and then be sent out of the country as a gift, or should I and I, Toutiao City, become enemies of each other from today on?"
Chen Ping'an said to her: "I don't want to write anything. I just want to hang out here for a few days. If your city lord wants to drive people away, he can drive them away. Li Julang is straightforward and it's okay to treat me as an enemy. But I don't think so in Toutiao City."
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The girl frowned and said: "Evil guests come to the door, they are ignorant and annoying."
She suddenly smiled, "Young and energetic, but he is a swordsman with a large spirit."
If there was an order, she would listen to it, and then said: "The deputy city lord just heard that the Sword Immortal has arrived and asked me to send a message to the Sword Immortal. Please feel free to visit the city of Entry, but there is only a three-day period. After three days, if the Sword Immortal comes,
I can't find a way to get to other cities, so no wonder we have to go to the city as usual."
Just as the young man was about to speak, she stamped her foot and said angrily: "Long Bin, this is the decision of my city lord and deputy city lord. I advise you not to get involved! Otherwise, the two cities will be at odds. Be careful that you can't even manage the only peaceful affairs."
'I can't even keep my title."
Chen Ping'an didn't want to embarrass the young man next to him, so he smiled and said, "You and I will meet here in four days."
The young man nodded and agreed to the matter, but the scratches on his face were still clear. The young man was angrily, and Qin Zi, who was born in Rouge God's Mansion, both laughed and said: "Let's wait and see, sooner or later, I will gather an army
, command your troops and head straight to your Rouge Cave and Bone Tomb."
A woman with bright makeup adding fragrance to her red sleeves and practicing ink with her bare hands was undoubtedly an elegant affair in the study room. However, for Long Bin, who was worshiped as the guardian of Songyan and the prefect of Xuanxiang, it was indeed a bit of a noble thing.
means to fight.
Qin Zi even sighed, "You talk nonsense, you sweep the floor politely, you are shameless!"
The young man was too lazy to tangle with the long-haired and short-sighted aunt, and was about to leave Toutiao City. Chen Pingan suddenly reached out and grabbed the young man's arm, and said with a smile: "I forgot to ask Mr. Ping Zhangshi, which city are you from? If four days later, Ping Ping
Mr. Zhang Shi accidentally delayed something, so I took the initiative to visit you."
The young man complained incessantly, "It hurts, it hurts, just talk. Why is Mr. Chen dragging me?"
Chen Ping'an smiled sincerely and said: "I am inspired by the literary spirit."
The young man lowered his head and glanced at his sleeves. His arm was held by the sword fairy. The colorful colors were shining like rivers flowing into the sea, gradually condensing into the sea. He said with a sad face, "There is not much left in the family, and Mr. Chen looted a lot of it."
Apart from this, my bleak situation is like Wang Xiaoer’s Chinese New Year, and every year is worse than the last.”
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "When I leave the ferry in the future, I will reward Lord Ping Zhangshi from a distance."
As soon as the young man's eyes lit up, he no longer deliberately detained the mysterious sight on his sleeve, "Seriously?!"
But before the young man and Chen Pingan had more to say, the young man staggered back, disappeared, and went to another city. He could only say a word to Chen Pingan in a hurry, like a prophecy, "The cock crows in the sky, and the dog barks in the clouds."
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Chicken and Dog City? Isn’t the name too particular? Wouldn’t it sound better if it was “De Daocheng”? I guess the name is too big and inappropriate?
Chen Pingan shook his sleeve, and a colorful light condensed on the fingertips of his right hand. It was rich in literary style, like a flower growing on his fingertips, and was finally put into Chen Pingan's sleeve.
Qin Zi didn't care about this. In the city, passers-by earned opportunities based on their abilities, which was not surprising. But she had complicated eyes on Pei Qian, who had a smooth forehead and a bun, and finally she couldn't hold it back.
He persuaded: "Little girl, a man will die for his confidant, and a woman will die for her appearance. If you can take care of yourself, you are also a pretty woman. Why are you so perfunctory? Look at this sword fairy, since he knows me well."
He has a nickname, and he is also an expert who knows the affairs of the boudoir, but he doesn’t teach you? You don’t blame him either?”
When Pei Qian went out to travel, she always dressed neatly, without any makeup, and her bun was simple. Now she said expressionlessly: "No need, be neater, it won't get in the way."
Then Qin Zi was heartbroken and said: "It's not in the way? How come it's not in the way? Everyone has a love for beauty. Isn't it a natural and right thing for a woman to add beauty to herself?"
Pei Qian looked at the girl in front of him who was wearing miserable makeup, held back his laughter, shook his head and said nothing.
Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "The ancients said that the pure and noble spirit of heaven and earth gathers in a woman's boudoir. Women in the world are free, and it is indeed suitable for them to wear light makeup. Miss Jasper just said that women should have an appearance that pleases them. Since heaven and earth are the greatest talents, then women no matter what
Heavy make-up and light make-up, as long as they are appropriate, are the most suitable for it.”
Half of the words are Chen Ping'an's true words. As long as Pei Qian wants to deal with the rouge and gouache, let alone the rich and colorful way, of course light makeup is fine. At Pei Qian's age, after all, he is no longer the charcoal little girl back then. Indeed,
It's time to dress up. Of course, it doesn't matter if Pei Qian doesn't like it and likes to be naked. As for the remaining half of the words, they are of course the kind words between Chen Ping'an and the so-called Rouge God's Empress Qin in the book.
Qin Zi was surprised. He no longer had the arrogant and cold attitude he had when they first met. He gave Chen Ping'an a blessing, and changed their names for the first time. He said with a smile: "Mr. Chen's words are very appropriate and agreeable."
It makes people forget their customs. Then I wish Mr. Chen success and success in the next three days."
Chen Pingan hugged her fists and said thank you.
Qin Zidu asked: "Mr. Chen, does he ever carry rouge and gouache with him?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No."
Apparently another opportunity was missed.
She smiled and nodded, feeling a little regretful, and then her figure blurred, and finally turned into seven colors. For a while, the whole street was fragrant, and the colors were like a fairy rising up, and then they went in all directions in an instant without any clues.
Leave it to Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "If we change the place in four days, we might be able to eat stinky tofu."
Pei Qian smiled knowingly and looked forward to it. Makeup and makeup were too cumbersome. Pei Qian only thought it would hinder her punching, so she was really not interested. However, Sister Shi Rou from Qilong Lane liked these very much.
Do you have a chance to take some things back from this city?
Millet grains stood in the basket. When they heard about the stinky tofu, they immediately became greedy and quickly wiped their mouths. They didn’t understand anything or remember anything. Just the stinky tofu made the little girl in black greedy and miss it endlessly.
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Chen Ping'an moved a little and came to the cotton stall. He squatted down, his eyes kept shifting, and he selected the items he wanted. Finally, he selected a palm-sized pocket bow, and asked the bearded man sitting with one hundred thousand soldiers: "
How can I sell this bow?"
The small gold-plated water tank in the stall had already been taken away by Shao Baojuan in response to Qingniu Taoist Priest's question.
On the cotton cloth, there are still a small bundle of dead plum branches and a small porcelain pot of narcissus.
There is a folded scroll with a small note on the outside. The words are beautiful, "Teach women all over the world how to dress up."
An iron-cast three-monkey moon-catching vessel and an ebony paperweight, "It refuses to follow the wind, and it is mysterious and silent. The Lord is self-righteous and calms it down." The signature is "Uncle Ye".
Finally, there is the small bow placed in the corner. It is simple in shape and small in size, like something played by children. The inscription is subtle and difficult to detect, "Yunmeng Changsong".
Seeing this man picking and choosing, the bearded guest finally picked this small bow. He looked helpless and shook his head and said: "I can sell it, but it's not easy for you to buy. I have to gather a few books first, at least three. Give them to me."
After reading it, Master will exchange it for one of the books. As for the others, I won’t say much."
Chen Pingan nodded and had an idea in his mind. He turned to look at the scroll and asked, "How to sell this painting? Or barter?"
The bearded man nodded and said with a smile: "Young master is smart, my business does require bartering, but the things you need are not in Toutiao City, the road is far away, and the guards are tight. The master did not give up, so he went to look for it.
In one place, at the northern foot of Mount Li, there are relics of Tianbao carved on the cliff. If the young master can go to that cool world and retrieve a statue of a beautiful woman by the green jade pond, he can exchange the scroll for it, and then he will have a treasure.
Fuyuan, you took the initiative to come see the young master."
Chen Ping'an asked: "So, this scroll and the cool world of Tianbao ruins are all illusions. The next blessing will be real?"
What I saw and heard in the city today, except for Shao Baojuan and Shen Xiaokan, although they are all living gods, they are still divided into three, six or nine grades, just depending on the degree of "self-knowledge". Like the big bearded man in front of me.
The man, the former Qingniu Taoist priest, and the Du Xiucai in the nearby weapons shop who missed his hometown Tongling ginger and Chuzhou sour plum soup were obviously more "lively" and acted more "willfully".
The bearded man grinned and answered the question: "If the young master is cruel and has enough ability to visit immortals, he can move all the white jade statues of the concubine Gong'e out of the cool world, then he will be really blessed."
Pei Qian suddenly gathered his voice and said: "Master, I seem to have seen this in a book. If the record is true, the northern foot of Lishan Mountain is easy to find, but the Tianbao Cliff Carving is hard to find. But we only need to find a random place.
The woodcutter and shepherd boy seem to be able to help us lead the way. When someone writes the word "summer escape" in handwriting, the stone door of the cave will open by itself. It is said that there is a bathing pool inside, with water carved in green jade, sparkling, like living water. Only inside the cave
The scene of the beauties is too... too fragrant and charming. When the time comes, the master will go in alone, I will just wait outside with the millet grains."
Chen Pingan laughed angrily and said, "Do you even know this? Which miscellaneous book did you read the anecdotes from?"
Pei Qian blinked and said, "Sister Zaixi said it. Back in Jinjiazhou, after every war, she liked to tell me these weird and strange stories. I just listened casually. At that time, I asked Sister Zaixi Chi
How big, how much money can such green jade be sold for, and Sister Zaixi even called me a money addict."
Seeing that Chen Pingan was staring at the ebony paperweight again, the man took the initiative and said, "Young master, I'll give you a complete piano score in exchange."
Chen Ping'an knew in his heart that it was undoubtedly the "Guangling Quiet". He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior, for your chat with Feng Jun earlier. I will go to the city to find books now."
The bearded man just nodded in greeting and said with a smile: "Young Master has taken on a good apprentice."
Chen Pingan left the stall with Pei Qian and Xiao Mili, and went to the weapon shop first. The shopkeeper was sitting behind the counter, chewing raw lotus root and eating white ginger. When he saw Chen Pingan who had left and returned, the man was not surprised.
, and didn’t ask any questions.
Chen Pingan bowed and said, "Meet Mr. Wu Song."
The man asked: "Do you have any fame?"
Chen Ping'an stood up and replied respectfully: "This junior does not have any honors in the imperial examination, but he is a student and is the second best."
The man smiled a little and asked proactively: "Do you want the Hua Xun Tie that was previously completed by City Lord Shao?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "Mr. Wu Song will definitely keep the Hua Xun Tie for use. I just want to shamelessly ask for a buffalo picture from Mr. Wu Song."
The man was slightly surprised, "When you make a living on a ferry, the rules are the rules, and there are no exceptions. Now that you know that I am the Du scholar, and you also know that I can paint, then Fuzi's work and literature are extraordinary, and Wu Song's new works are world-renowned, so what is 'new literature'
, most of it is clear? Forget it, this matter may be a little difficult for you, you just need to casually tell me the title of the poem I have written in my life. Since the boy can get the tip of the Taibai Fairy Sword from Bai Ye, I believe it is not difficult to know this.
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Chen Pingan looked embarrassed.
The Taibai sword tip was obtained inexplicably on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. As for Mr. Wusong, who could respond to Bai Ye's poems, Chen Pingan only knew the name and a general outline of his life experience. He didn't know the poem at all. In fact, Chen Pingan
The main reason why he knew Mr. Wu Song was because of Du Xiucai's status as a "trainer". In short, Chen Pingan remembered the poem written by Bai Ye, but what did Mr. Wu Song in front of him write?
, not a single word is clear.
In that basket, he helped the good mountain master to peck at the millet grains. He was even more embarrassed and had to scratch his face.
Du Xiucai smiled and said, "Since the long sword was still there just now, but it happened to be missing on this return trip, let's not talk about chance. Don't think too much about the buffalo picture."
The man sighed, the fact that Bai Ye wielded the sword alone in Fuyao Island was really sad. Sure enough, after just saying goodbye, the love blossomed.
Chen Ping'an felt a little regretful and did not dare to force the opportunity. He had to clasp his fists and say goodbye. He remembered something and asked, "Can Mr. Wusong drink?"
The man smiled and said nothing.
Chen Ping'an took out two pots of Xianjia wine from the nearby objects, placed them on the counter, clasped his fists again, and said with a bright smile, "I am honored to see you outside Wusong Mountain. I dare to give you wine."
The man looked at the back of the young man in green shirt crossing the threshold, reached for a bottle of wine, and nodded. He is a young man who can make a difference in the world, so he shouted: "Boy, if you are not busy, you might as well take the initiative to visit the old man.
gentlemen."
Chen Pingan immediately turned around, walked quickly back to the shop, and took out two more bottles of wine.
Du Xiucai was stunned, "What?"
Chen Pingan asked softly: "May I ask whether the "He Ming" written by the ancestor of big characters was actually written by Mr. Bu Weng?"
Du Xiucai stretched out his hands, held down two pots of new wine, and smiled without saying a word.
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to leave again and visit various bookstores in Toutiao City. Finally, he found "Family Language", "Lü Lan" and "Yunqi Essays" in Zibu Bookstore, Daozang Bookstore and Bielu Bookstore respectively.
", among which, for the book "Family Language", Chen Pingan followed his scattered memories and first went to a Jingbu bookstore, but his inquiries were fruitless. The shopkeeper only said that there was no such book. He went to a fake bookstore and returned with the same result.
In the end, I bought this book at Nazibu Bookstore. After confirming that there was a record of the bow in it, I breathed a sigh of relief. It turns out that according to the historical catalog of Toutiao City, the status of this book has been reduced from "Jingbu" to "Jingbu".
"Zibu" is not regarded as a fake book like Haoran Tianxia. As for "Lü Lan", it is not sold in Zajia bookstores, which makes Chen Ping'an make an extra trip in vain.
It was only when it was time to check out that Chen Ping'an discovered that the books sold in the bookstore in Toutiao City were indeed not expensive, but the fairy money was completely useless, not to mention the snow money and the Guyu money were meaningless. They had to use the monks on the mountain.
The gold, silver and copper coins were regarded as burdensome, so Pei Qian and Xiaomi Li each had a piggy bank. Xiao Mili even volunteered to stop Pei Qian and settle the bill first. The little girl who finally achieved a great feat laughed and laughed.
Shaking his head, he was so happy that he hurriedly took out a big gold ingot from his private money and handed it to the good mountain owner. Haoqi Qianyun said that there was no need to pay it back, it was a small amount, drizzle.
Standing inside the basket, Pei Qian coughed slightly at the end. Pei Qian smiled and nodded, indicating that he would record it in the credit book.
But he spent less than two taels of silver to buy three books, which was enough for Chen Ping'an to go to the bearded man in exchange for a small bow. He just gave one of them casually in exchange for an opportunity.
But Chen Ping'an continued to look for other bookstores, and finally crossed the threshold of a famous store. The rules of bookstores in Toutiao City are that if you ask if there are books, you must answer them. But for books that are not in the shop, once a customer asks, they will
There was absolutely no answer, and he would be looked down upon. In this shop, Chen Ping'an failed to buy the book, but he still spent a sum of "unjust money", totaling three taels of silver, to buy a few ancient books with new ink.
Most of them are about the famous writer's ten questions and twenty-one debates, but the records in some books are far more detailed and profound than Haoran Tianxia. Although none of these books can be taken away on the ferry, during this trip, even if Chen Pingan just read
Reading books, the knowledge in the books is absolutely true. As for the debate skills of famous scholars and the Mingxue of Buddhism, Chen Pingan began to pay attention to them very early and studied them deeply.
At that time, the shopkeeper of the famous bookstore was a young man with an elegant appearance. He had a solemn Xiaoxiao, a cheerful and clear manner, and had a very divine air. He glanced at Pei Qian first, then turned to Chen Pingan and asked with a smile: "Boy, what are you doing?"
Do you want to build a city of your own and be the lord of it? You only need to exchange it for something, and I can help you open up a new city without breaking the rules. From now on, you will have many advantages, and you will not lose to that Shao Baojuan."
Chen Pingan bowed to the man and apologized: "Sir, I appreciate your kindness. However, the sword gourd raised in Haoliang is the relic of an old friend from half of my hometown. I really cannot do business with you, let alone business. I have received many favors from famous scholars and knowledge."
Well, originally, even if I gave it to you directly as a gift to Mr., there would be no harm."
A Haoliang was given to Chen Pingan by the Sword Immortal Mi Hu. Chen Pingan confiscated it at first, hoping that Mi Yu could keep it after leaving the Sword Qi Great Wall. However, Mi Yu did not want to do so, so Chen Pingan had to give it to him in the end.
Pei Qian asked the founding disciple to keep it for him.
The young shopkeeper looked at Chen Ping'an and suddenly smiled while stroking his palms, "It's not difficult to acquire all the knowledge in the world. It's not difficult at all. The only difficulty lies in the word sincerity. Today, I have received such sincere words from future generations, which greatly comforts my heart.
.So for free, I would like to give you a few words. The book I am looking for is actually not even a book. It is just Braille. It is not here. It is in the Zhishubu bookstore in the first building on the street. "Jingshu Zhi"
", "Shou Bai Lun" under the Taoist category, I remember it is the Zhi Shu Department, because it contains more content than the Dao Zang Department."
Chen Pingan thanked him and left. Sure enough, he bought the book recording "Shou Bai Lun" in the first shop after entering the city. However, Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment and still went through a lot of unnecessary mistakes. He spent another day.
After spending money unjustly, I returned to Daozang Bookstore and bought one more book.
On the way, Zhou Mili put his palm up to cover his mouth and whispered to Pei Qian: "A shop can hold so many books. Every shopkeeper randomly picks out a book and it is the book we want. It's strange."
Pei Qian smiled and said: "In the small world, it's what you want."
Zhou Mili suddenly realized, "I guessed it right."
While Chen Ping'an was looking for books, Du Xiucai walked out of the shop and came to the side of the bearded man. He sighed, "It involves the choice of three religions and hundreds of schools of knowledge in the mind of a monk. This boy's move is very dangerous. If he is not a Confucian,
In fact, it doesn’t matter what Taoist tradition is. You can just choose at will. Anyway, it doesn’t hurt Taoism at all. Even if it does, it’s just a matter of reading a few more books afterwards, and it can still be repaired.”
The man nodded and said: "So I didn't want to sell this bow to him at first. It would be too unkind to deliberately induce a sale. But that guy is too sharp-eyed and knows things very well. He was squatting there and looking here and there on purpose, but he was actually targeting him early in the morning.
He bought this bow. I can’t break the rules and take the initiative to tell him that this bow is too hot.”
Du Xiucai smiled and said: "But if this deal is really done, you will be able to completely remove your shackles. You no longer need to rely on a hundred thousand armored soldiers to cut off that man's head to get out of trouble. After all, it is a good thing. We are alone.
I am a prisoner of a painting, and I have to wait here for hundreds and thousands of years, repeating the scene year after year, day after day, it is really tiring, and I feel sick just looking at it."
The man grinned and said, "If I have wine to drink, I promise not to vomit a drop."
Du Xiucai smiled and threw out a jug of wine. The bearded man took the jug, smelled the fragrance of the wine, and his face was intoxicated. Then he was filled with sadness and murmured: "I used to carry a bow with a sword and travel around the world on a donkey. I just like
I drank so much that I can’t even bear to take a sip now.”
Over at the famous shop, the young shopkeeper was flipping through a book, as if flipping through a book was like looking at mountains and rivers. He had a clear view of Chen Ping'an's entry into the city. He smiled and nodded, and said to himself: "The mountain of books is never empty, and there are no wrongful paths for pedestrians."
When going down the mountain, you never go empty-handed. The more you go round and round, the more you will benefit from it throughout your life. Shen Xiaokan, Shen Xiaokan, why do you not know one question and three? In a night boat, knowing something is knowing it, and not knowing it is not knowing. This is knowing."
He immediately became confused, shook his head, and sighed: "Does this City Lord Shao have any grudge against you? Are you sure you will fall in love with that bow? So you are determined to tear down a pillar of the Three Religions yourself. In this way,
In the future, on the road of cultivation, I may have to hurt some opportunities of Taoism."
Because before Chen Pingan came to this store to buy books, Shao Baojuan came here first and spent money to buy all the books related to that famous allusion. There were hundreds of them. So Chen Pingan came here first.
Buying books was originally the right choice, but Shao Baojuan got there first by pretending to leave Entry City.
He pinched the shopkeeper and thought for a while, but it was rare for him to walk out of the shop. He looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "Friend Lu Dao, aren't you being implicated by me? It's superfluous. This guy seems to be getting further and further away from the Taoist sect, causing you to suffer another blow for no reason."
sword'?"
The young foreigner who has just boarded the ship is both a Confucian scholar who needs to be rigorous in his studies, and a swordsman who needs to travel far and wide. So today, whether to hand over a Confucian chronicle book or a book from the Taoist shop, whichever of the two
The time is still quite different. Otherwise, if Shao Baojuan hadn't interfered with it, handing over a famous book would have been harmless. But this person actually only asked for the word "Haoliang" before, not for raising swords and gourds.
The young shopkeeper was standing outside the shop door, saying apologetic words but with a smile on his face.
Chen Ping'an and his party returned to the bearded man's stall. He squatted down, kept one of the books, and took out the other four. Three books were stacked on top of the cotton stall, holding one in his hand. All four books recorded a story about "
Chen Pingan then gave the last Taoist book "Shou Bai Lun" with the fewest allusions to the stall owner. Chen Pingan obviously wanted to choose this Taoist book in exchange.
As for the shopkeeper of the famous bookstore, it is not really a plot against Chen Ping'an. It is more like pushing the boat along with the current. Where to dock at the ferry still depends on the punter's own choice. What's more, if there is no reminder from the shopkeeper,
Chen Pingan estimated that he would have to travel at least half of the city before he could find out the answer. And intentionally or unintentionally, Chen Pingan did not take out the book from the Confucian Chronicles.
After seeing Chen Pingan take out four books, the man was a little relieved at first. However, when Chen Pingan handed over the Taoist Tibetan classics, the man glanced at the title of the book, froze on the spot, and hesitated. He was not in a hurry to take it.
He looked at the books and said with confusion on his face: "Haven't you ever been to a famous bookstore?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I went, but I couldn't buy the book. It doesn't matter, and I have to thank someone, otherwise it would be embarrassing for me to sell a book from a famous store. Maybe in my heart, I still
I feel a little sorry for the senior shopkeeper whom I have admired for a long time."
In the weapons shop not far away, Du Xiucai was drinking wine leisurely behind the counter with a strange smile. Who was he from the Confucian Temple, and could he speak so well at such a young age?
At least Mr. Fu Sheng, who has made a special trip to Ji Dog City twice and traveled to Toutiao City once, will definitely not be able to teach such a student.
The man nodded and took the book with confidence. Even though he was no longer in the world, the morality of the world still had to exist. The man looked at the other three books on the ground and said with a smile: "Then let's talk to the young master.
It’s a small thing that is not a bad rule. First, Jing Man Shou Liao, and then I got the treasure bow of Chu. So in this city, I changed my name to Jing Chu. You can actually call me Zhang San. This little bow on the ground has a good rank.
It’s not low, I would like to congratulate you here.”
When the man said this, Pei Qian suddenly brightened up when he heard this. He used to watch those romance novels with Sister Baoping and Li Huai, and during that time he saw this curly-bearded hero with the pseudonym "Zhang San".
Moreover, this senior martial artist also had a donkey to ride on! However, those books were all unofficial histories and novels about martial arts. At that time, Pei Qian and the others thought that the bearded man was a made-up character.
Of course, the man didn't know what the little girl was thinking, but he just said to himself: "Mrs. Kongtong, who was born as a prostitute in Benmo City, and I have an old grudge with a deputy city lord she serves. Fengjun previously said that Kongtong
Madam is from Dianjing City, so of course she deliberately deceived you with her words. The Fengjun probably reached an agreement secretly with the Lord of Shao City."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I went to Niaoju Mountain to reminisce with the old immortal Feng. This junior already knows about this. It should be that City Lord Shao is afraid that I will leave for Benmo City immediately and ruin his good deeds, making him unable to do anything.
Get the opportunity from Mrs. Kongtong."
In fact, once Chen Pingan found Shao Baojuan, it was not by chance. As for Shao Baojuan, as the lord of a city, he seemed to be very confident in the entry city. Why was Chen Pingan so worried about his attack in that last city?
I don’t know at the moment, and I really can’t guess. In the city of the end of the world, putting the cart before the horse? Abandoning the root and choosing the last? What’s more, just talking about the nature of mind in metaphysics, there are countless analysis of the two words of the root and the end. Chen Ping’an is very knowledgeable about these.
A layman. The foundation of Benmo City is much more strange and weird than Toutiao City, where one can understand the true meaning at first glance, and can verify the truth by looking at a few bookstores. So what is the explanation? God knows.
The man continued: "The twelve cities all have nicknames. For example, Benmo City is also called the Absurd City. The people and things in the city are only more absurd than the Chui Gong City where emperors and monarchs of all dynasties gathered together."
After the three things were said, the man actually did not need to ask Chen Pingan to decide whether the bow was good or bad. Because the book itself handed over by Chen Pingan was a choice and an answer.
To the surprise of the bearded guest, Chen Ping'an took out another book, but he did not put it on top of the three stacked books on the cotton cloth, but put it aside alone.
Zhang San looked down at the book, then looked up at the little girl in black standing in the basket, and immediately said with a smile: "Then let me tell you one more thing. You really want to go to Benmo City, so you need to be careful.
You can rest assured.”
Chen Ping'an couldn't stop him, so he had to give up. In fact, he originally wanted to ask Shao Baojuan what city lord he was. Otherwise, if he asked how to get to Benmo City, he could ignore the eviction order from Li Juro of Benmo City. Benmo
The city wants to drive people away, but does not tell them how to leave the city. This is very unjust. There is no such way of hospitality in the world.
The man picked up the small bow, and Chen Ping'an picked up the four books on the cotton cloth, put them in his sleeves, and then took the ancient bow that was recorded in the history books as shooting dragons at Yunmeng Garden, but it was only a real income.
There is nothing hidden in the sleeves.
The man didn't care about this, but looked a little appreciative. How can you be careful when walking in the world? He squatted down, grabbed the two corners of the cotton cloth, wrapped it casually, wrapped all the items, carried them in his hands, and then
He took out a booklet, handed it to Chen Ping'an, and said with a smile: "My wish has been fulfilled, the cage has been broken. Either you can just accept these items with peace of mind, or you can hand them over to the public city. What do you say? If you accept them, this booklet will be
It comes in handy, it records the respective clues of the items sold at the stall."
Chen Ping'an took the booklet and package, and with extremely skillful movements, he slung the cotton package across his body.
The bearded man cupped his fists and saluted, "Goodbye!"
Chen Pingan clasped his fists in return. Pei Qian and the millet grains standing in the basket did the same.