The old scholar strode across the threshold and waved his hands to indicate that no one needed to change positions. The old scholar sat on the bench next to Cui Dongshan.
Cui Dongshan's lips moved slightly, probably because he couldn't say "ancestor".
Chen Ping'an took out a jar of wine and a set of Twelve Flower God wine glasses, which were brought in from the last meeting at the Confucian Temple, and asked Xiaomi Li to help distribute the wine glasses and pour the wine.
The old scholar took the wine glass, Xiaomi Li filled Master Wen Sheng with wine, and placed the wine jar on the bench next to Master Wen Sheng. The old scholar remembered something and took out a large pile of red envelopes from his sleeves.
The red envelopes contained two snowflakes to spend money on. The money was not much, but the auspicious New Year's message on the red envelope had only been dry for a short time. The old scholar had specially asked someone to write it before he left Gongdelin.
So after the old scholar handed the red envelope to Xiaomi Li, he smiled and reminded: "Xiaomi Li, don't lose the red envelope. It's worth a small amount of money, and it's mainly rare and rare. If you need money to spend it in the future, just go
You Guanhu Academy or Shen Gaozong in Aquarius Island, if you find a buyer who knows the goods, don't sell it if the price is less than two Grain Rain coins."
Cui Dongshan gently shook the red envelope in his hand, and there was a rustling sound. It was two snow coins, not Xiaoshu coins or Guyu coins. As a result, he was slapped on the head by the old scholar.
Xiao Mili held the red envelope with both hands, lowered his head in salute, and shouted in a clear voice: "Happy New Year to Master Wen Sheng, thank you Master Wen Sheng, and wish Master Wen Sheng good fortune and longevity, live younger and younger, and be in a good mood every day."
The old scholar stroked his beard and smiled, "Okay, okay."
Even Chen Pingan has a red envelope.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Sir, how old am I? Let me forget it."
The old scholar shook his head and said: "Sir, you are all children, accept it, accept it quickly."
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to accept the red envelope. The handwriting on it was all written by the same person, but the auspicious content of each red envelope was slightly different. For example, Cui Dongshan's red envelope said "Good Luck in the New Year" and Chen Ping'an's red envelope
It says "Peace to the whole family". Since it can be confirmed that it is not the handwriting of Li Sheng and Jing Sheng Xiping, then it can only be the most holy teacher?
The old scholar took a sip of his drink. Time is always the most unreasonable, like a thief who never loses a fight and never fails in stealing. Chen Ping'an has grown up and is already in his forties.
Xiaobaoping and Pei Qian have also grown up, so of the Literary Sage lineage, only Jun Qian's disciples are left, and Zheng Youqian is still a serious child.
So the old scholar turned to look at Zheng Yougan, and said with a smile: "Yougan, while your junior uncle is still young, very young, don't worry about growing up. If you are young and go out, you don't have to be too sensible. As long as you are
Don't be afraid of things that are reasonable. If you can't fight, fight. If you can't fight, don't run away in a hurry. Say your name as junior uncle and ask the other party if they are afraid."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "If it doesn't work to give me the name of Junior Master Uncle, then quickly give me the name of Grandmaster."
The old scholar laughed and said: "If you tell me my name, be careful to get beaten twice."
Zheng Youqian whispered: "Master said I have a bad temper and asked me not to fight with others."
In fact, before Liu Shiliu left Haoran Tianxia, he did mention it to Zheng Youqian. If he was really bullied by someone, don't bother your ancestor, just go to your junior uncle.
The old scholar complained: "That's nonsense. When I see Jun Qian later, I insist on saying a few words to him. Why is he so bad-tempered? He is polite and courteous in dealing with others. He is very well-educated and sensible."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Senior Brother Jun Qian is right. Among our direct disciples and secondary disciples of the Literary Saint lineage, which one has a better temper? Well, maybe Baoping and Qinglang are slightly better."
Li Baoping squinted and smiled, "Just so so."
Cao Qinglang smiled and said nothing.
The old scholar raised his glass and took a sip, "That's right."
Cui Dongshan grinned. He dared to talk back to the old scholar in person and make trouble. Moreover, the old scholar thought it was nothing. He was the only one who really dared to talk back to the old scholar.
The old scholar asked: "Ping'an, are you sure you will be able to re-enter the upper five realms in the near future?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I'm sure."
The old scholar was relieved and said: "Then I can approve the issuance of a Shanshui Di newspaper to help you clarify that after the battle of Wenjiantuo Yueshan, you fell into many situations and needed to be in seclusion for many years."
Nowadays, the Chinese Confucian Temple's restrictions on sect reports are the strictest in thousands of years. In addition to following the decision of the last Confucian Temple meeting, they are not allowed to report the progress of the wild war without authorization, and even the war itself is not allowed. Any unreasonable discussion in the Immortal Palace on the top of the mountain, and any news about any great monk on the top of the Haoran Mountain are not allowed to be mentioned casually in the newspapers. The few exceptions are the execution of Nan Guangzhao by the criminal officer Haosu, and the Shanhai Sect. Privately inform the world that several sword immortals from the Great Wall of Sword Qi joined forces to ask Jian Manhuang, and that Chen Pingan single-handedly opened the Tuoyue Mountain and the latest engraved city head with his sword... This is because Shanhaizong went beyond the rules and did things without authorization. If it hadn't been for Wen Sheng himself afterwards. Help to intercede, and the young hidden official who is famous all over the world is also a close disciple of the old scholar. Therefore, since Wen Sheng is willing to let go of this matter, the Confucian Temple used a method to make it a trivial matter. As a symbolic punishment, Shanhaizong was fined a sum of money from the gods, all the income from the Dibao was handed over to the Confucian Temple, and a fault was recorded. Otherwise, the writer of Shanhaizong's Dibao would have been in the Confucian Temple's Merit Forest by now. I have been studying the books of saints and sages.
"I heard before that my husband was carving words on the city wall, and I thought it was no longer possible."
Cui Dongshan clicked his tongue and said: "When this official residence report appeared in this world, I heard that Sir is now in the Nascent Soul Realm, and I immediately thought it would be okay."
As for why the old scholar would do this extraneous thing, it is not difficult to understand, in order to reduce criticism.
Since he is the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, why not go to the wild world?
Been there.
But there will definitely be new questions next.
Now that we can carve words on the city walls, why not go to the wild world again?
So this letter from Di is an explanation.
Cui Dongshan said: "In that newspaper, please remember to mention that Chief Mi of our Qingping Sword Sect has broken through."
The old scholar asked doubtfully: "Has Mi Jianxian finally broken through?"
Cui Dongshan said angrily: "I just broke through."
The old scholar slapped his knee and laughed loudly: "This is such a great thing!"
If a swordsmanship sect has a fairy-level swordsman as a golden sign, it will no longer have to worry about being a big tree and attracting wind. It is only others who are worried.
What's more, this Great Sword Immortal is still Mi Yu, the shadow of the famous human tree. The nickname Mi Ban Yao that Mi Yu won in the two realms of Earth and Immortal is still very important in Haoran Tianxia.
The old scholar said: "Just now, Master Han, as the initiator, I just made a trivial suggestion. The Confucian Temple urgently held a small-scale meeting of the mountain gods. The Central Plains including Juxu Mountain and Jiuyi Mountain
The Five Mountain Gods were all here, and there were dozens of great mountain kings gathered together. Of course, they used a method similar to how Liu Caishen and Yu Fatty visited Xiandu Mountain today. The chat was very lively, especially when they were traveling around and pregnant.
A few of them came and returned in joy, and looking at them, they seemed to have some unfinished ideas."
The ceremonial saint still makes very few appearances.
Yasheng went to Manhuang Tianxia and was responsible for the specific affairs of the Confucian Temple in Manhuang Tianxia.
Nowadays, the one who is really in charge of the Central Confucian Confucian Temple is Wen Sheng. There are three main and deputy leaders in the Confucian Confucian Temple. Now there is only one deputy leader left in the Confucian Temple. This Han Fuzi can be regarded as Wen Sheng's helper.
Therefore, the old scholar was ridiculed by an old master named Li as the housekeeper.
These days, the old scholar is really busy at the Confucian Temple, working day and night.
This time the Confucian Temple convened the Mountain Gods to discuss matters because the Water Gods were escorting each other. You Mountain Gods can't just sit back and watch. It won't sound good if word spreads. Do something practical, more or less, because people want face and trees want skin. At least it can block the world.
Everyone, please don't criticize you, the mountain god, who will just stand by and enjoy the happiness. It's just that all the high-ranking mountain gods from all countries except the Five Mountains Mountain Monarch of the Middle Earth have obviously noticed that the old scholar seems to be deliberately targeting Huailian and a few others.
The best-tempered female tiger from Yanzhi Mountain, Zhu Yuxian, also known as "Bitter Cai", was so angry that she slapped the handle of the chair and directly refuted the literary saint's words. Zhu Yuxian even threatened to leave the Confucian Temple
Inside, let’s talk about the matter and avoid saying a few strange words with insinuations. Wen Sheng, if you continue to be so weird, she will leave on the spot. Please rest assured, Mrs. Han, Yan Zhishan will not give up. What should be done, the Confucian Temple will give a list afterwards,
She and Yanzhishan will definitely do what they have to do, but she will never continue to be angry at the Confucian Temple today. It is rare for Zhu Yuxian to speak so harshly. Suishan Zhouyou was about to stand up, planning to leave first, but the old scholar hurriedly stood up
Behind Zhou You, he put his hands on Suishan Tiger's shoulders and said that he was still angry. However, the old scholar's eyes at that time glanced at Guishan Tiger, who was nicknamed "Tianjin", who had just raised his head.
My butt had to fall back onto the chair again.
Chen Pingan said softly: "Actually, the reason why I was rejected on those mountain tops is that I may have received indirect instructions from the Holy Master in advance and deliberately prevented me from climbing. It has nothing to do with the four tigers.
"
The old scholar said with guilt on his face: "Ah? There is such a tortuous secret? That is, sir, he has misunderstood Huailian and the others. It's okay, sir, he has no other abilities, except that he is not afraid of misunderstandings. We will meet again next time.
Open the skylight and speak frankly. If they are really angry, Mr. Wang will take the initiative to come and apologize."
In fact, after the meeting between the mountain gods in the Confucian Temple, the old scholar was waiting for a few people from around the world to visit him in Gong De Lin. Sure enough, five gods came hand in hand. Zhu Yuxian was the first to apologize, and the old scholar thanked her instead. After all, this
The female tiger's words of "don't give up the choice, just do it one by one" are the results that the old scholar, or the Confucian Temple, wants. With Zhu Yuxian taking the lead to express his position, the other mountain gods already know what they are doing. As for the little "noisy" during the discussion process
"It's just like a few dishes to accompany a person's drinking. To be honest, the tigers of those great dynasties might want to replace the Five Mountains God King and be ridiculed by the literary saint himself.
Let’s just talk about the debate between the three religions. Before the emergence of the old scholars, they were almost always Buddhists from Western Buddhist countries. Those who were not only proficient in the classics and laws
, and the Tripitaka masters who are extremely familiar with the other two schools of culture, defeated the Confucian Zhongtu Confucian Temple and the Taoist Bai Yujing. Even if the Confucian Temple and Bai Yujing occasionally won, they had never "continuously", especially Confucianism, which had always lost.
Especially because of the emergence of the old scholar, who won two debates in a row, many of the two groups of masters from the two religions who were known as Buddhists and Taoists directly switched to Confucianism. They were once regarded as a group of scholars.
A... "unprecedented" feat.
Old Master Li, who is currently working as a temporary servant in the Confucian Temple, once said a popular and fair saying: If the old scholar doesn't play with you and say weird things, will he seriously quarrel with you?
The old scholar was probably worried that this close disciple would think too much and think that he was causing trouble for him, so he explained with a smile: "Zhou You actually feels like Ming Jing'er in his heart. I have the same spirit. It's like we are reunited after being separated for many years."
As a biological brother, no matter who he falls out with, he will never turn over to me. The rest of Huailian and the others have a good impression of you. As for the Taoist monk Tianjin from Guishan, he used to be from the lineage of our Literary Sage.
It's a matter of dim sum. It's hard to settle old scores. Fellow Taoist Tianjin mainly feels that he's too proud of himself. This time you went to visit Guishan. It turned out that he had received secret instructions from the Confucian Temple and didn't dare to show up.
It’s hard to explain to you, so I can only ask Miao Zhu to go to the foot of the mountain and talk harshly to you. Furthermore, seeing that you are extremely polite and don’t make trouble or curse anyone, in fact, he now feels at ease in his heart.
More, the husband deliberately asked a friend to promote Guishan a few words, saying that Guishan is so big and worthy of being the backbone of the heavenly sinews and earthly bones. Guishan dared not to entertain guests, and just let them go without even meeting them.
Mr. Yin Guan returned home... So inside the Confucian Temple, Guishan Mountain has a lot of face. Whenever young people mention Guishan Mountain in their free time, they have to give a thumbs up and sincerely praise our fellow Taoist Tianjin. He is a true hero. Now that he has face.
, the stairs are also there. After the discussion, at the Gongde Forest, Taoist Brother Tianjin asked me to send a message, saying that Yin Guan was welcome to visit Guishan. Anyway, the drinks there were very good, sir.
I have agreed to it for you first, and whether I go to Guishan or not in the future is very casual."
Chen Ping'an couldn't help but laugh and said: "It's really difficult for Mr. Xiping and Mr. Li, and I have to act as a microphone for them."
Cui Dongshan murmured in a low voice: "It turns out that I'm just here to show off my connections secretly."
Li Baoping gave a thumbs up to the big white goose and praised: "Senior Brother Cui's brain is still strong."
Cui Dongshan smiled awkwardly, "Yeah, yeah."
Xiaomi is scratching his face, and the big white goose is trying to imitate my words.
Chen Pingan took out a small wooden box from his sleeve, handed it to Cao Qinglang, and said with a smile: "There is a very good ancient sword pill in it, called 'Niwan'. You can try it and see if you can refine it.
Think of it as a congratulatory gift from your husband to you."
The patterns carved on the wooden box are extremely exquisite, including many auspicious symbols such as a priest riding a dragon, a female fairy riding a phoenix, an ancient real person riding a turtle, and so on.
Cao Qinglang hesitated for a moment, then stood up, took the wooden box with both hands, and politely bowed to thank his husband.
Pei Qian rolled his eyes. The one with the most rules was Cao Mutou.
Chen Pingan looked at his husband, and then said to Cao Qinglang: "Back then, my husband also retrieved a very high-grade sword pill from Suishan. It's a pity that my qualifications are average and I have never been able to get that sword."
The actual refining of Mei Jian Wan into a natal substance can only be regarded as a kind of intermediate refining."
The old scholar stroked his beard and smiled, what is this called? This is called inheriting the culture and passing on the fire from generation to generation.
Chen Pingan continued to introduce: "This sword pill was once the treasure of Ziyang Mansion. It was first given by the current head of Dafu Academy to Wu Yi, the eldest daughter, as a gift for her to enter the fifth level.
Wu Yi is the founder of the Ziyang Mansion in the Huangting Kingdom. Over the years, Wu Yi has never opened the sword box. It is estimated that she was planning to fall in love with the embryo of a certain sword fairy as a gift for accepting a disciple.
send out."
"I picked it up just now, and it was a real pick-up. So Jianwan must be given away early, so as not to dare to see Wu Yi in the future. If she regrets it, and she really wants to take it back, I
It can be said that it has been given away. To take a step back, this rare sword pill called 'Niwan' can be discounted to make up for the money. As for the thing, I will not return it. After all, it is a good thing that you can lose if you miss it. "
"Sunny, why don't you open it and take a look. When Mr. just got it, a series of purple and gold characters appeared. The content was of great significance. There was the saying that 'Face the wall for thousands of years, no one knows, the three pure things only need the clay body'. As soon as it was opened,
The words melted like the snow, which was quite rare. According to Wu Yi, the sword pill had a great origin. It came from the Huashan Mountains in China in ancient times. It was carefully forged by a certain Taoist master. It was originally given as a gift.
The mountain-holding treasure given to a Xiyue prince's mountain, as to how it was scattered outside the mountain, and how it was obtained by Chief Cheng, is probably another confusing account."
Cao Qinglang nodded and said: "Students have read in books that in ancient times Huashan was in charge of the casting and smelting of hardware, and also had jurisdiction over the world's feathers and birds. Therefore, its most important responsibility is somewhat similar to the Ministry of Industry Yamen of the imperial court at the foot of the mountain in later generations."
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded. Cao Qinglang's words were almost exactly the same as what he said when he was with Wu Yi. My husband and his students all read miscellaneous books and like to read miscellaneous books.
Once Cao Qinglang takes over the position of sect leader in the future, if he is not a sword cultivator, there is no need to doubt whether he can convince the public. From Luolu Mountain to Xiandu Mountain, in this regard, they are not particularly particular about realm, status, etc., but Cao Qinglang
As the second master of the Qingping Sword Sect, Qinglang is not a swordsman, which is a pity after all. Especially Cao Qinglang has been a preoccupied person since he was a child, and he will probably take the initiative to drink by then.
Zhou Mili, who Chen Ping'an insisted on bringing back to Luolu Mountain from Yaba Lake, was not only included in the landscape genealogy of the Jise Peak Ancestral Master Hall, but was also promoted to the right protector of Luolu Mountain in one step.
Protect the mountain and worship.
Probably from that moment on, everyone knew what was going on.
The young mountain owner respects everyone's wishes and indeed everything can be discussed.
But as long as Chen Ping'an regards it as a truly major event in Luoluoshan, there is no room for discussion, dispute, or confusion.
After Cao Qinglang opened the sword box, the room was filled with sword energy. As a result, Chen Ping'an was about to stop him, but immediately stopped because the originally "lifeless" sword pill suddenly turned into a pocket flying sword.
Then he flew into the air and drew an arc, stabbing Cao Qinglang's box-holding hand in an instant. Even though Cao Qinglang was a golden elixir monk, he still couldn't escape this sudden "questioning sword". In the end, a grain of gold condensed on the tip of the sword.
The blood droplets then disappeared, and the sword pills were like a thirsty person drinking from a sweet spring, hovering in the air, the tip of the sword trembling slightly, buzzing like a child jumping for joy.
On the mountain, this is a kind of active "recognition" of a spiritual being, and it is also a kind of immortal opportunity that can only be encountered but not sought.
To put it simply, it means that Cao Qinglang has "refined" this "mud pill" on the spot without doing anything. This is called telepathy.
As for when he will succeed in practicing, Cao Qinglang is just a time-consuming effort, and there will definitely not be any difficulties or obstacles.
After that, a "Niwan" flying sword lingered on the branches like a bird, circling around its owner Cao Qinglang.
Then everyone looked at Chen Pingan.
Even millet grains are no exception. Could it be that the good mountain owner really has "average qualifications"?
Cui Dongshan deliberately burped to help his husband break the awkward atmosphere.
The old scholar couldn't help laughing, raised his wine glass, and said with a smile: "Drink, drink."
After Chen Ping'an drank the wine, he looked calm and said with a smile: "Qinglang, I am not very familiar with the tiger Huailian of Juxu Mountain, but now there is a feudal lord over there who is known as the 'Qingniu Taoist Priest'.
I revisited my old place. I met the old man for the first time on a night boat, and we hit it off very well. It just so happened that this old man happened to be one of the three land-based old men in Huashan in ancient times, and his seat was at the side of Juxu Mountain.
One of them is Bird Ju Mountain. Next time you travel to the Middle Earth Divine Continent, you can humbly ask the elders for advice on the true origin of this sword pill."
Cao Qinglang smiled and nodded, "Okay, students must go to Juxu Mountain and Niaoju Mountain."
Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "Sir, the man who killed the dragon?"
The old scholar smiled and said: "Although this senior on the mountain cannot be regarded as a pure swordsman of the Fourteenth Realm in the narrow sense, please do not underestimate this dragon-slaying man."
Cui Dongshan curled his lips and said, "Of course he's awesome. 'I have dragon-slaying skills, please show me the sword's light.' What's more, this guy is Zheng Juzhong's master."
People like Zheng Juzhong don't mind bullying their masters and destroying their ancestors at all, but the problem is that if outsiders dare to ignore his master, then Tieshu Mountain in the Middle Earth, which is like a "sealed mountain", is the best example.
The old scholar nodded, "It is indeed very powerful. Later generations of qi practitioners can only roughly guess this person's swordsmanship through some word-of-mouth deeds. In fact, they were partly deceived by Chen Qingliu's dragon-slaying battle, and it was the last one."
The key truth is that about three thousand years ago, the appearance of Chen Qingliu was an isolated case. Not only for the genus of dragons, but for the entire world... it is still not very accurate. It should be said that it is for the entire human world and all water in several worlds.
Descendants and narcissus are all invisible avenues of suppression. Back then, Chen Qingliu used his sword to kill all the dragons. When he met the owner of his various dragon palaces and water palaces, you could sit in the small world. Facing this person, it was still equivalent to falling first.
There is nothing we can do about this situation, there are always some people and things that seem totally unreasonable."
"In addition, according to the secret files of the Confucian Temple, by the way, you have heard about this matter. Don't leak it, otherwise it will be a big deal. In addition to the sword, Chen Qingliu also owns two natal flying swords.
Just by listening to the names, you will know how powerful they are. One is called "Water Source" and the other is called "Fire Spirit". In this way, along with all the Qi practitioners who practice water method, especially those who major in water method,
As long as you meet Chen Qingliu, you can imagine the fate of Wenjian."
"Let me tell you a little story. The monk Haoran who previously blocked Yangzhi from returning to the wilderness through Guixu was Liu Qi who returned to Haoran from the Qingming world. In fact, the Confucian Temple has some targeted arrangements for the great monsters of the wilderness.
Yes, if Fei Fei hadn't escaped quickly enough, Chen Qingliu would have been on the way to intercept her at that time. Once Chen Qingliu found her whereabouts, Fei Fei's fate would probably be worse than Yang Zhi's."
Chen Pingan was about to speak but stopped.
I want to ask Chen Qingliu why he wanted to kill the dragon, what happened, and what his original intention was.
The old scholar hesitated for a moment, drank a glass of wine, and used a very implicit statement, which seemed to be completely off topic and did not answer the question, "This is also one of the reasons why Zou Zi is 'worrying about the sky' alone. Sir, do you understand what you said?
?”
There is a reason for practicing swordsmanship.
There is great freedom and no restraint.
So what about the people in the world after a pure swordsman passed the sword freely?
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.
The old scholar smiled happily and said: "A man who has clear grievances and grievances does not need to be too restrained. It would be bad if he went to the other extreme."
A person who holds many people in his heart is prone to be soft-hearted and look at the world with too gentle eyes.
"The swordsmanship in the world, if traced back to its origins, is actually just a few fundamental lines."
The old scholar followed the topic and said: "This is similar to the sound of no more than five, Gong Shangjiao Huiyu, except that the changes of the five sounds are endless and incomprehensible. The same is true for swordsmanship."
Having said this, the old scholar turned to look at Cui Dongshan.
Cui Dongshan looked confused, stretched out his hand and shook the wine jar, "Well, there is still wine here."
The old scholar reached out and pinched the young man in white's ear, "You like to act stupid, right? It's lawless."
Cui Dongshan tilted his neck and complained, "It hurts, it hurts, what's going on? Can you give me an accurate answer?"
The old scholar said: "Back then, under that well, I was struck twice on the head by your husband and eaten by you?!"
Cui Dongshan tilted his head, with a hopeless expression on his face, sniffed, raised a sleeve and wiped his face, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Chen Pingan was confused at first, but after hearing what his husband said, he immediately understood.
Maybe the three strands of sword energy lingering in his Qi Palace were the three meridians in a sense... The ancient swordsmanship can at least be regarded as an important branch of the three main meridians.
As a result, two of the sword energy were "rewarded" to Cui Dongshan, who had been hiding under the well and refused to show up.
As expected, the teacher and his students had a deep friendship from the beginning.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Sir, let Dongshan arrange the ownership of those two rays of sword energy. You can use it as a congratulatory gift from me to the Qingping Sword Sect."
The old scholar let go of his hand and nodded, "I'm just angry that he got an advantage and still behaved. I always feel that everyone is a fool."
Cui Dongshan rubbed his ears and felt angry, "I have long-term uses, and I won't do it for personal gain."
The old scholar bent his fingers and hit Cui Dongshan on the head with a chestnut, and said in a deep voice: "A person's abundant knowledge will bring a huge trap to himself, such as the habit of calculating and intellectual superiority."
If you look at everyone in a condescending way, sooner or later there will be problems, big problems!"
Cui Dongshan shook his body and started to act mischievously, howling: "Why are you just teaching me a lesson? Why are you just attacking me? Where's Baoping, where's Senior Sister, where's Cao Qinglang..."
Chen Pingan coughed.
Cui Dongshan immediately sat upright and said sternly: "Master taught me exactly what I taught you. I will write it down on paper word for word when I go back."
Xiaomi Li turned to look at the desk and asked softly: "Sect Master Cui, do you want to help get paper and pen?"
Even the millet grains that were closest to him began to turn their elbows outward. Cui Dongshan was speechless at first, and then started howling.
Xiaomi Li quickly handed over a handful of melon seeds, and Cui Dongshan smiled broadly.
Chen Ping'an didn't care about this guy, changed the topic, and said with a smile: "I met Zhao Yao in the capital city of Dali earlier. Our Lord Minister had an idea, and he planned to get the fairy sword together again, and use it as a point.
'Taibai', which is four, has been gathered into one, probably because I hope to see Mr. Bai again in the future and return the property to its original owner."
The old scholar nodded and said: "It's very thoughtful. The idea is good, but it's too difficult to implement. It's just too difficult."
Cui Dongshan said angrily: "Shilang Zhao is so brave. Doesn't he know that my husband holds one of the four immortal swords? When we meet in the future, don't expect me to call him Senior Brother Zhao!"
"Taibai", one of the four immortal swords, still exists except for the scabbard. The sword was divided into four parts and each recognized its owner, namely Chen Ping'an, Zhao Yao, Fei Ran, and Liu Cai.
And because Zhao Yao studied with a scholar for many years on that isolated island overseas, in a sense, he was actually half of Bai Ye's student.
Wanting to reunite an immortal sword "Taibai" means that Zhao Yao must at least challenge the sword with the other three people, and all three sword challenges must be successful.
So there was a conversation about this fairy sword in the Great Li capital city.
Zhao Yao was the first to speak, but he called him by his first name, Chen Ping'an.
Chen Ping'an immediately reminded: "That's outrageous. You have to call me Junior Uncle."
Then it became quiet.
After all, the two parties were talking about business, so Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "If Wen Jian beats my junior uncle, you can take my Night Sword."
But Chen Ping'an added, "Of course, you can also ask me about boxing."
Zhao Yao, this junior nephew, was a thief, so he asked with a smile, "Where are you studying?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Knowledge? You are still far behind."
Zhao Yao smiled and said nothing, as if the word "disapproval" was written all over his face.
Chen Ping'an said: "Mr. Qi once said that the truth is in the book, but the way of life is outside the book."
Zhao Yao thought for a while and nodded, "In this case, my junior uncle and I are indeed far apart."
Li Baoping asked doubtfully: "Is Zhao Yao a sword cultivator?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "He is not a swordsman, at least not yet. Maybe he wants to follow the same path of cultivation as Mr. Bai."
Li Baoping said: "Zhao Yao is more accepting of death, but he is still very smart."
Because we are from the same hometown and even classmates, we know everything.
However, for the young children who attended the school back then, maybe for the little girl in red who was busy every day, now every time I think of that person, she was definitely the last person to step into the school, and the first person of the same age to rush out of the school, or
More or less, there will be some psychological shadow...
The key is that this little girl walks alone every day. On the way to and from school, she will jump up and down, shout and drink while carrying a small schoolbag. Occasionally when someone asks, she will say that she is practicing martial arts and boxing.
There is no need to mention Li Huai. Even Zhao Yao, who also came from Fulu Street, was chased by Li Baoping with a tree branch when he accidentally bullied a little girl with braids when he first went to school.
He fought all the way home, but the elders of the Zhao family asked her why she wanted to take action. The little girl in the red cotton jacket replied, "It's useless to reason with him. If you don't admit your mistake, you can't deceive me by saying you are convinced but not convinced by your heart."
It was all a fight between neighbors and children. The Zhao parents could not say anything. Privately, they did not dare to ask Zhao Yao to fight back. They really couldn't beat the little girl who liked to climb over the wall since she was a child.
Then when Zhao Yao came home from class the next day, the child was pitiful and had footprints all over his body. It turned out that on the way home from school, although Zhao Yao had deliberately detoured and carefully chosen a route home, the little girl in the red cotton jacket was still waiting for him.
, I happened to catch him, he jumped up and kicked me, you like to complain, right? If I don’t do anything, I can just move my feet. But in fact, in order to ensure that I can only move my feet but not my hands, the little girl bumped into the wall several times.
In the end, she sprained her foot, but she still insisted on "accompanying Zhao Yao to go home." As a result, as soon as Zhao Yao went out the next day, he found Li Baoping squatting outside and blocking the door. The child was afraid and aggrieved, and suddenly
Feeling sad, he squatted on the ground holding his head and burst into tears. The limping little girl walked up to him and asked him if he admitted his mistake. Zhao Yao, whose face was full of snot and tears, still refused to admit his mistake, but suddenly
It started rolling all over the ground. It was useless. If you can't beat it, just bring in reinforcements. The little girl in the red cotton jacket turned around and walked away. After walking for more than ten steps, her shoulders raised and lowered, she suddenly stopped and turned to look at the person sitting on the ground who had stopped.
The crying peers signaled each other with their eyes to wait, and when we got near the school, we competed again.
Even if Zhao Yao is like this, let alone Lin Shouyi and Dong Shuijing and others, if he thinks about it too much, he may shed tears of bitterness.
Therefore, in the small town schools in the past, teachers often taught there. The little girl in the red cotton-padded jacket would first get a slap on her palm, and then be punished to stand at the back of the school, or outside the school window, secretly independent, with her arms folded across her chest, giving birth.
Stifling.
The old scholar drank almost half a bottle of wine, his face was already flushed, he stood up and said with a smile: "I have to go back, there are still a lot of things waiting for me."
It's rare that Cui Dongshan didn't talk about anything. It's really not an old scholar's pretentiousness. He is really busy. He shoulders all the affairs of the world. It's not a joke.
Of course, it is not possible to take a break from the busy work, but some Confucian temple decisions may only be a moment's difference in speed, and the final result shown in the wild world is the difference in clouds and mud.
Everyone in the house stood up and followed the old scholar outside the house. The old scholar wanted to cross the threshold, so he walked straight back to Gongdelin. He just walked and walked to the outside of the gate of the house. He walked again,
When they reached the pavilion on the cliffside of Mixue Peak, the old scholar stopped and just looked up at the plaque. The old man stopped going up the stairs and walked into the Nayun Pavilion with a wide view and looked at Chen Ping'an.
A few of them laughed and said, "Don't give it away, just take it all back."
Old people get older every year, but young people never get younger again.
The old scholar looked at them, feeling proud and proud, but also a little sad. He wanted his younger generation to grow up following the principles in the book, but he also didn't want his children to grow up early. It was just this extremely contradictory mentality, probably
Only when you become a father and a teacher can you truly appreciate it. The old man suppressed all the words in his stomach, and just smiled and said: "If you have the opportunity in the future, you can go to the Merit Forest of the Confucian Temple as a guest together. If you want to see
It won’t be a problem if you make a list of books in advance.”
Chen Pingan took the lead in saying farewell.
The old scholar smiled and nodded, crossing the continent and returning to the Confucian Temple.
The bright moonlight in the sky, the hurried young man in the world, has the most hurried footsteps.