Chapter 964 Hometown

Listening to Chen Pingan's defense, he didn't even hesitate to throw dirty water on his husband. Ning Yao remained silent. Chen Pingan changed a bench and went to sit next to Ning Yao. She looked even more angry and unwilling. Sitting next to him, he moved his position. Chen Ping'an didn't press ahead, just sat there and drank quietly.

Love between men and women, what does it mean to be romantic and ruthless? It means that a person clearly only has a jar of true wine, but he drinks it with everyone he meets.

What is deep love? It means burying a jar of wine deep in your heart, and then drinking it alone one day until you finish it. How can you not get drunk?

It's just that Chen Ping'an was holding the wine bottle in one hand and quietly placing it on the bench between the two of them with the other hand, sneaking closer to Ning Yao like a crab running rampant.

Just when he was about to succeed, Ning Yao suddenly punched him on the back of his hand. The strength of his hand was so strong that Chen Pingan was so angry that he let out a light drink. When Ning Yao put away his fist, Chen Pingan quickly raised the back of his hand and rubbed it. Rub your chin.

After a moment of silence, Ning Yao asked, "You seem to have a changed impression of Song Jixin?"

Earlier in the courtyard, Chen Ping'an talked about this neighbor who had been his neighbor for many years when he was young. Although his words were hurtful, his evaluation was actually pretty good.

Chen Pingan nodded, "Let's not talk about the big things. Song Jixin has done a lot. I will only talk about one small thing."

Song Jixin, who became the king of the Great Li vassal Song Mu, was on the front line of the battlefield and was responsible for the central control of the three wars. , although the specific formation of troops, there are generals like Su Gaoshan and Cao Ping who are familiar with war, but in fact there are many key matters, or some things that seem to be in between, but in fact will affect Song Mu needs to make decisions on his own regarding the follow-up trend of the war situation.

If he was just a king of the Dali vassal with an empty title, and was just a decoration in the vassal residence that was responsible for stabilizing the morale of the army at the cost of his life, he would never win the respect of the Dali border troops and the monks on the Aobingzhou Mountain.

"In the territory under the jurisdiction of the capital of Da Li, including many vassal states, all states, counties, and counties, as long as they lend usury to all the students in academies and schools, Song Jixin ordered the courts and local governments to lend money to those who loaned money at usury. , after being arrested, one of their hands was chopped off. If they dared to escape, fled across the border, and went to hide elsewhere, the crime would be increased, and both hands would be gone.

"Actually, it's not a trivial matter. It's just that compared to the major events of other vassals and capitals, it seems inconspicuous."

Ning Yao said: "It's really not like what Song Jixin would do."

In her impression, Song Jixin was a young man who had no worries about food and clothing. He also had a maidservant with a bad name, appearance, and personality. One was squeamish and the other was pretentious. When the two of them were put together, they were a perfect match.

Chen Pingan explained with a smile: "Maybe Song Jixin thinks that when scholars have no money, they have to have no money. Before leaving school, if you don't have money, you should study hard, study hard every day, and work hard. Fame. It’s just a young student or a young Confucian scholar who inevitably doesn’t have enough determination, so Song Jixian went to settle accounts with those who had the guts to earn this money.”

"What Song Jixin hated most when he was a child was actually that he had no worries about food and clothing, and he had too much money in his pocket. This is not really hypocritical of him. After all, who would listen to his neighbors poking his spine and scolding him for being an illegitimate child every day? It’s uncomfortable.”

"Song Jixin is such a squeamish person. When he came to a place like Mu Bottle Lane, he never moved out. Maybe it was because he thought I was similar to him. One had no parents, and the other had no parents. So living in Mubo Alley will make Song Jixin not too worried."

Chen Ping'an finished his drink, placed the empty wine bottle on the bench, poured some salted soybeans from his sleeve into the palm of his hand, and handed it to Ning Yao, who pushed half of it over.

After learning boxing, especially after becoming a pure martial artist in the Golden Body realm, Chen Ping'an's calluses on his hands and feet have faded away.

Chen Pingan twisted a soybean and threw it into his mouth, his shoes lightly knocking against each other.

The pair of cloth shoes on his feet were sewn by the old cook himself. The craftsmanship is undoubtedly more exquisite than women's needlework. On Luoluo Mountain, those who are willing to wear cloth shoes have their share. As for how many pairs Jiang Shangzhen has, it's hard to say. Especially how much money Jiang Shangzhen spent is hard to say.

In fact, Xiao Nuanshu made two pairs of cloth shoes, but Chen Ping'an couldn't bear to wear them, so he kept them inside Fang Cunwu.

Chen Ping'an was sure that if he took Ning Yao back to Luopo Mountain this time, Ning Yao would definitely have it. Nuan Shu, the busiest little housekeeper every day, can't think of anything.

Chen Ping'an was eating salted soybeans, smiling and squinting with gentle eyes, as if he had seen a girl in a pink skirt who had left her house early in the morning. When she was walking alone in a deserted place, she would gently roll up her sleeves and walk briskly. When I almost reached the door of a house, I slowed down, picked up a bunch of keys, skillfully selected one, opened the door, broom, rag, water ladle, bucket... all in good order, and got busy, sweeping the courtyard, wiping the tables and stools, and drying them. bedding……

What, you big Li cavalry dare to surround me, Luo Luoshan?

Chen Pingan turned his head and glanced in the direction of the palace.

Maybe the eleven Earthly Branches haven't realized one thing yet. He is higher than the white-clothed Chen Ping'an. After all, the latter is only a part of him.

This means that at a certain moment, Chen Pingan knew all the methods of the pure god, and in the fight in the caged bird, his other self did not use his full strength at all.

Ning Yao noticed Chen Pingan's change in mood, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Ping'an put away his eyes and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just get angrier the more I think about it, so I go back and find some wood to make a food box for midnight snacks."

Ning Yao didn't bother to ask what this anger had to do with carpentry work and late-night snacks. He just asked: "Will Nanhao really hand over the porcelain pieces on his own initiative within half a month?"

"If you leave out the natal lamp that I found later, it's not necessarily true."

"So you were just trying to scare her in the house?"

"It's not all about scaring her. The main thing is to make her sleepless and foodless. She will be suspicious of ghosts, and she will see that everyone is a ghost."

Chen Pingan sneered and said slowly: "This Queen Mother is actually an extremely accomplished person. She refused to hand over the broken piece of porcelain even to death. It was not just that she was lucky at first and wanted to pursue benefits. Maximizing it, her original idea was that the best situation would arise, that is, I would be in the house and nod to agree to the deal on the spot. In this way, one, not only would she not have to return the porcelain pieces, but she would also be able to win over the Dali court. A sword cultivator in the upper five realms and a martial artist in the Zhijing realm has no name of worship, but the reality of worship."

"Besides the imitation white jade capital of the companion capital, there are monks from the Earthly Branches lineage behind the scenes, slowly accumulating their cultivation. There are me and Luo Luoshan in the open place. It is naturally very beneficial to the Song family of Dali. It is obviously her She made a mistake first and made a sinister plan, but she wanted me to ignore her past grudges and turn her enemy into a friend. The second benefit is that among the other eight continents in the world, the Song family of Dali can earn a reputation for treating meritorious people favorably. .”

"Third, as the sect leader of Luolu Mountain, I have a close relationship with Beiju Luzhou. The next sect was founded in Tongyezhou, and Da Li can get a share of the pie. Of course, the Da Li court will be very pragmatic in doing things, and both parties will benefit from it. Reciprocity. Fourth, I am still the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall. In the future, there will definitely be Liu Jinglong, as well as foreign swordsmen like Xie Songhua and Yu Yue, who come to have relations with Aquarius Continent and Dali. This pair of Dali dynasty His luck in swordsmanship is of great benefit invisibly."

"Finally, as your disciple, I can help build a bridge between the Song family in Dali and the Confucian Temple, so that the Song family can completely put aside the Yunlin Jiang family."

"Treasures of heaven and earth, who should be given to them? For example, the Eleven Earthly Branches and the two yamen of Dali paid a lot of money. The cost of a random fight is calculated with Guyu money."

Chen Ping'an threw the last bit of salted soybeans in his hand into his mouth and said vaguely: "These are the reasons why she was so easy to talk to in the first place. As the Queen Mother of a country, she is so considerate of the overall situation. To say that she is humble is a disgrace." , it’s not an exaggeration at all. Don’t look at the huge amount of foreign debts Da Li now owes, but his family is actually very rich. If the senior brother hadn’t been preparing for the second war, he would have expected that the frontier cavalry would need to rush to the wilderness, and he would be able to help casually. Let the Dali court pay off its debts."

Ning Yao said: "I have gained fame and benefits, and this Nanhao took advantage of me and made good calculations."

Chen Pingan clapped his hands and said, "To say that she has long hair and short knowledge is an injustice to our Empress Dowager Da Li."

Ning Yao frowned and said: "There must be a bigger reason to support her to fight to the end. Is it the Lu family in Middle-earth?"

Chen Ping'an hummed, "As long as you are an individual, you will have things you care about, and Nan Hairpin is certainly no exception. For example, what will be the surname of Da Li in the future, or whether it will be Song, whether her son will be the emperor, and whether the Da Li dynasty will be the emperor." Can she keep half of the territory of Aquarius Continent? Can she keep her dignified status as Queen Mother? Especially whether she can re-enter politics. For example, while my senior brother is gone, will she have the opportunity to control the earth branch monks? And then there is her Her own Taoist life, or as a descendant of the Lu family, whether there is anything more important than her life as a chess piece placed by the Lu family in the Aquarius Continent, etc., each has its own weight and depth. Anyway, the more important it is, the more important it is. Those who can't help but practice Taoism will have things that are more important than life and death. After all, there are many methods on the mountain that make it very difficult for people to just die."

On the other hand, for the old servant in the Lion Park of Qingluan Kingdom, his name was more important than his life. Of course it's not a sanctimonious reputation.

Su Gaoshan, the hunting envoy of the Great Li, is his inner ambition. His status as a general from the Han tribe is more important than his life.

Ning Yao asked: "Earthly Branch only lacks a pure martial artist, so Da Li has never thought about Pei Qian?"

Chen Pingan said: "I must have thought about it, but it seems that senior brother has no such plan, and Pei Qian will not agree."

Ning Yao asked again: "Now, have you never thought about asking Pei Qian to replenish the earthly branches? Since you are not going to the wild world, you actually have an official status. Whether you are traveling in the world or practicing cultivation, you are very stable."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I won't agree."

Ning Yao shook his head, "Are you not agreeing, or do you think Pei Qian is not agreeing? Don't forget, Pei Qian killed enemies with punches in both Jinjia Continent and Aquarius Continent without any ambiguity. Why don't you ask Pei Qian himself? the meaning of?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, he really hadn't thought about this.

Ning Yao said: "If Pei Qian wanted to do it herself, would you still stop her?"

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, "Maybe I won't stop him."

Chen Pingping chuckled softly and said: "There is no way, even now, as long as I don't look at Pei Qian standing in front of me, it seems that she is still the little Heitan with two buns in her hair."

A dark little girl, slender and thin, with two small arms that dangle like willow branches when she runs.

She is noisy, timid, and has many thoughts. She can think faster than anyone else and is more cunning than Li Huai. She can easily deceive people who don't know her details and send them thousands of miles away.

Later, I heard Yu Xuanfu and Lin Junbi say that after the war in Jinjiazhou ended, the local monks who survived in the continent all highly respected the female warrior "Zheng Qian". In short, if the master and the disciple went to Jinjiazhou, what would happen there? He must only recognize Zheng Qian, not any hidden official.

After returning to Aquarius Continent, Pei Qian also earned the nicknames "Zheng Qingming" and "Zheng Saqian".

Why ask her about fisting, just make three faces and it will be over.

There is even a saying that makes Chen Pingan laugh or cry. People on the mountain and in the world say that Zheng Qian is the most virtuous and old-fashioned grandmaster in Aquarius Continent.

In our Aquarius Continent, Pei Qian is undoubtedly the most empathetic master in martial arts. Being ruthless to the demon clan, Zheng's money was definitely not a wasted reputation. He only got the wrong name, and never gave him the wrong nickname. But when it comes to martial arts in her family, she is polite and courteous every time. No matter who comes to discuss, she will give them enough face. I really don’t know how elegant a preacher like Pei Qian, a female grand master, must be, and his martial ethics must be as high as the clouds...

Until Pei Qian showed up to watch the ceremony at Zhengyang Mountain, the blue-shirted swordsman from Luolu Mountain had a fight with Yuan Zhenye from Zhengyang Mountain...

Then, there was a piece of gossip that spread widely on the top of the Aquarius Continent, the battle between Qing and Bai in Gong De Lin.

Some people are inevitably confused. They have only heard that the upper beam is crooked and the lower beam is crooked. Have they ever thought that there is such a thing as the upper beam being crooked and the lower beam being straight?

But really, truly, such a black-faced little girl was indeed brought up by Chen Ping'an.

It's as if he has grown up with just one jump.

She has traveled such a long journey on her own.

In fact, everyone in Luolu Mountain knows it well. Even though Chen Ping'an is the most vicious, disciplined and has the worst temper on Pei Qian's side, the tenderness in the eyes of the young mountain owner when he looks at Pei Qian is unmatched. Give warm trees and millet grains.

Ning Yao joked: "I will worry you to death when Pei Qian gets married someday."

Chen Ping'an snorted coldly: "There are not many people of his age who are worthy of Pei Qian."

Chen Ping'an crossed his arms and said, "If anyone dares to have a wrong idea and use those clever and romantic tricks, I will beat the shit out of him."

Ning Yao smiled and said: "Come on, it will be your turn. It will be difficult for them to defraud Pei out of money."

Chen Pingan nodded, "That's true."

He quickly added, "I still have to check it."

Then he kept adding, "It's not just me, I also secretly invite Zhu Lian, Cui Dongshan, Jiang Shangzhen, and Mi Yu to help me check things out. The old chef is someone who has been around and is experienced, and Cui Dongshan has thoughtful ideas. As for Chief Zhou and Mi Cixi, Se Pei has the most accurate vision."

"No, I have to get the seed teacher to test the knowledge of the person in the school to see if he has real talent and learning. Of course, if the guy's character is not good, nothing will matter."

Chen Ping'an intertwined the fingers of his hands, raised his arms, stretched them out, and said softly: "When Pei Qian went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi for the first time, Cui Dongshan told me in private that when Pei Qian was a child, he went to the temple to When the Bodhisattva kowtows, he will sincerely add a sentence at the end. If the Bodhisattva is very busy, you don’t need to listen today. It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t work. You can talk about it next time. The next time is fine. Anyway, he will come often. It doesn’t matter. of."

Pei Qian made him swear not to tell others.

Actually, it’s just that she doesn’t want me, the master, to know.

Ning Yao turned his head and looked at his profile.

Chen Pingan turned his head and said with a smile: "Isn't he extremely handsome?"

Ning Yao nodded.

otherwise?

Otherwise, I, Ning Yao, will find an ugly guy?

Otherwise, how can you make so many warblers and Yanyans on the mountain become nymphos just by looking at them in a mirror?

Chen Ping'an was caught off guard, and his face turned red.

Ning Yao remembered something. When she traveled to Lizhu Cave, she went to the backyard of Yang's medicine shop and followed Chen Pingan. At that time, Old Yang asked Ning Yao two questions.

There are several words carved on the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Who is speaking out?

Ning Yao said: "I didn't think much about Old Man Yang's question about his voice at first, but it was very helpful for me to break the bottleneck of the Jade Pu Realm in the colorful world and enter the Immortal Realm of 'seeking truth'. "

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "No matter what, when I return to my hometown, I will first go to the backyard of the medicine shop."

After saying this, Chen Pingan lowered his head and looked at the cloth shoes on his feet.

Ning Yao knew why. This was Chen Ping'an reminding him who he was.

Chen Ping'an had done such a thing before when he was sitting on the steps of the Xianjia Inn.

Maybe the young apprentice in Mud Bottle Alley gradually changed his clothes, boots, identity, age...

But the only thing that hasn't faded away is the straw sandals in my heart.

Chen Ping'an planned to make a special trip to ask Zhao Duanming later on about any special and authentic restaurants in the capital so that he could take Ning Yao on a stroll through the streets.

Remembered some past events.

"If I shave off my beard, both of you guys, combined, won't be as handsome as me."

"Haha, hot pot is very spicy? Don't you have some wine on hand to relieve the spiciness? What are you looking at, am I going to fool you... Haha, what a fool, I really believe it."

"Drink slowly, the wine won't escape from the bowl."

Chen Pingan held his sleeves with his hands, leaned forward, gently shook his shoulders, and looked at the quiet but not deserted street.

Putting aside the home-cooked meals, Chen Pingan suddenly discovered that he had only had a handful of sumptuous banquets in his life, including big fish and meat. The first meal was when he and Xiao Baoping and the others traveled to study in Huang Tingguo. At the minister's house, we had a meal in the mountains and plains that Chen Ping'an still has a little knot of. After that, we went to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, where we had a banquet with the emperor and his family. Then we went to Shujian Lake and Water City. Ping An rarely spent money to hold a banquet. At that time, he invited Han Jingling, the prince of Shihao Kingdom, and Huang He, the son of the general, to have dinner and drinks.

Ning Yao asked: "When did you stop wearing straw sandals? At the Great Sword Qi Wall?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said with a smile: "The first time I really want to talk about it was when I arrived in the capital city of the Sui Dynasty. At that time, I bought a special outfit and changed my boots. But they were so awkward on my feet that I almost didn't know how to walk. And in the end, I didn’t go to the academy, I ran away secretly. At that time, I was mainly worried that Xiaobaoping and Li Huai would be looked down upon if they stood with me. Later I realized that I was overthinking, but it wasn’t true. It’s time to run away.”

Then Chen Pingan laughed to himself, "Actually, I didn't wear straw sandals before I was five years old. Do you still remember that I hid a clay pot in the corner of the house in Mud Bottle Lane?"

Ning Yao nodded, "Remember, the one where you hid the copper coins and broken porcelain pieces."

Except for the broken porcelain pieces that were taken out of the pottery pot, it seemed that it had been kept by Chen Ping'an at his ancestral home. Even Ning Yao didn't know what else... "family assets" were in it.

Whenever Chen Ping'an returned home from a long trip, he would stay overnight in Mud Bottle Lane, alone, waiting for dawn.

When he was young, Chen Ping'an didn't want anyone to pity him, and he sincerely felt that he was doing well.

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "Actually, when I was a child, I didn't sell everything at low prices to pay back the money. I kept two things."

There is a custom in his hometown. Regardless of whether they have money or not, every household is like this, otherwise it would not be a family.

Ning Yao turned around and asked curiously: "What?"

Chen Ping'an smiled brightly, raised his hands in front of him, the distance between his palms was very short, and said softly: "A pair of shoes I wore when I was a child are only so big, ha, they are very small, right."

Then Chen Ping'an gestured a few more times, "There is also a small piece of clothing. Spread it out, it must be this big."

She turned her head suddenly, not looking at the smiling man.

He stretched out his hand to hold her hand and said softly: "Ning Yao, I have decided on the name of our child from now on. It will be called Chen Ning, okay? It doesn't matter if I say it's your surname, of course, but I always feel like Ning Chen' is not as good as 'Chen Ning'."

Chen Ning.

Chen Pingan's Chen, Ning Yao's Ning, An Ning's Ning, that child, whether a boy or a girl, will always live a stable life and have a peaceful mind.

Chen Ping'an actually wants a daughter. A girl is better, a little cotton-padded jacket, and looks more like her mother, and can have her own temper.

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Song Xu stayed alone.

Yuan Huajing sat on the futon in the house, and Song Xu did not enter the house to sit down, but just sat on the threshold. It was rare for the two leaders on the hill to be alone together.

Yuan Huajing exhaled a breath of turbid air and asked for the first time: "Song Xu, did you bring any drinks?"

Song Xu smiled and said, "I don't have much money, and I'm not greedy for wine, so I didn't bring it with me. You can find Gaiyan or Yu Yu, they are both willing to earn this money."

Yuan Huajing was silent for a moment and said softly: "In fact, the human heart has been completely torn apart."

Song Xu said: "I don't care. Except for you, the other nine have a similar mentality to me. So what Mr. Chen really dismantled was your selfishness and ambition. If we really want to review it, in fact It was you who personally helped Mr. Chen solve a potential hidden danger that should have had the opportunity to restrain Luo Luoshan. Even if we will join forces in the future, I feel that being tormented by you like this is just like what Mr. Chen said. It’s just a human head.”

"Besides that, you have to admit that, as far as you are concerned, you don't have the slightest courage to ask Mr. Chen about swordsmanship anymore. It's pointless to deceive yourself and others."

"For us sword cultivators, this is actually a complete loss. The next thing you have to do is to mend your state of mind, otherwise the person who is most likely to have inner demons is not Sui Lin and Lu Hui, but you Yuan Transformation."

"By the way, if in the next hundred years, a person with the best cultivation qualifications turns into a person with the lowest level in the end, all I can do is try not to laugh at Yuan Huajing."

Yuan Huajing turned to look at the young prince who cultivated the Golden Core Sword, "You are much smarter than I thought."

Song Xu shook his head and said, "Compared to Mr. Chen and Uncle Huang, how smart am I?"

This Yuan Huajing is definitely not a heroic figure. He is ambitious and heroic.

Song Xu always felt that it was better to have a general, minister, minister, and minister who lost his vitality and revealed his ancestral shadow than to have a common man who accumulated evil virtues and gained good fortune.

That's why Song Xu and Yuan Huajing never get to talk to each other. Originally, the two of them, a prince of the Song family and a descendant of the Shangzhu Kingdom, were the ones who should hit it off.

Song Xu crossed his arms and leaned to the side, with his back to Yuan Huajing, the second prince of Da Li, and facing the courtyard, "Have you noticed that Mr. Chen and that Chen Pingan are like two extremes?"

"The National Master once said that if any strong person in the world is just feared, it is not enough. He must be respected. If we say that Chen Ping'an, who opened the door by himself and walked out of the waterless realm, made all of us despair, It is the annihilation of all things, so it is the 'Xu' among the twelve earthly branches."

"Then Mr. Chen, who came to rescue us later, was choosing the humanity in us that he recognized. At that time, he was Mao? Chen? Zhenwu Shen? None of them seemed right, maybe more like 'Xu' Everything else?"

Yuan Huajing looked at the back, as if he had truly known the Prince of Great Li for the first time.

When Song Xuwen developed that "nursery rhyme" flying sword, especially becoming a monk of the Earth Branch lineage, it meant that Song Xuwen would never be an emperor in his life.

Yuan Huajing asked: "Song Xu, have you ever thought about becoming an emperor?"

Song Xu nodded, "Of course I have thought about it. I even hated this 'nursery rhyme' flying sword, and then one day, I suddenly stopped thinking about it."

"It was a sacrificial ceremony, and we needed to be escorted secretly. I watched my father in dragon robes from a distance, surrounded by stars. Of course, the emperor's brother was also in the team. I don't know why, but not only was I not envious, On the contrary, I felt cramped, just like the dragon robe was a prison. I had a strange idea at the time, where could our Emperor of Dali go in this life? That night, I went to the top of the city and stood there From that high place, I suddenly realized that the sky was as big as the earth. I could go anywhere, but my father and brother could not. At that moment, I was willing to be a Qi practitioner who could attain immortality."

As the brother of Song Xu, the eldest prince of Dali, and the certain future crown prince, is indeed very strategic and has good skills. There is a big difference between the people in front of him and behind him. When something goes wrong, he returns to his residence, but still I knew better than to smash those porcelain and bookcases to clean up the confession, because I knew how to record them, but I didn't dare to smash the books of saints. In the end, I could only use some silk and satin products to vent my anger. The third brother, on the other hand, had a gentle temperament, although he was not as talented. In Song Xu's opinion, the elder brother may be more resilient. As for the other younger brothers and sisters, Song Xu is even less familiar with them.

The eucalyptus trees in the courtyard and the lofty branches of tobacco and radish have never seen each other in a fight?

Song Xu asked abruptly: "You took action without permission this time. Did you get any instructions from someone in the palace?"

Yuan Huajing remained silent.

Song Xu asked no more questions. There is already an answer.

"It won't happen again."

Song Xu stood up and left, turning around and saying, "I said that."

From today on, Yuan Huajing has actually lost his status as the leader of the earth branch monks.

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Over there in the flower shed, the old scholar didn't actually drink. He crossed his legs and crossed his hands, resting them on his knees. It seemed that he glanced at the colorful knot that Aunt Feng used to tie her black silk stockings. It was very valuable.

Aunt Feng said with a smile: "Why, is Literary Saint coming to help Baihua Blessed Land as a lobbyist and wants me to return this thing? Or is it because the flower hostess half sold and half gave away some good wine and flower god cups during this meeting? A certain leader at the Chinese Confucian Temple has softened his heart, so today the Literary Sage actually carries a sage’s will that speaks of the Heavenly Constitution?”

The old scholar said solemnly: "What is the matter between women? Why do I, a grown man, get involved in it?"

not good at.

Except for his close disciples, all members of the Literary Sage lineage are bachelors who can't figure out this matter.

The old scholar said angrily: "Besides, because of the many years of friendship between Aunt Feng and our literary saints, who dares to be so old and young as me, who is so poor and ignorant, and yells at Aunt Feng, and I don't want to be scolded by me?" Ba Su?!”

Aunt Feng nodded, "That's good, otherwise I will issue an eviction order."

This colorful knot hides a mystery, which is the reason why many flower gods in the history of Baihua Blessed Land, and the flower gods who are the masters of life from generation to generation, have never been able to appear in the Ascension Realm. At the end of a dead end road. But the Hundred Flowers Paradise, which lacks an Ascension Realm leader, is ultimately a fly in the ointment.

Haoran Tianxia Baihua was indeed bullied miserably by Aunt Feng.

The old scholar said casually: "Everything in the world is caused by cause and effect. This cause leads to this effect, this effect is the other cause, and the other cause has the result again. Anyway, it is the cycle of cause and effect, the influence of mortals and saints. This is the truth, and it couldn't be simpler. Therefore, everything in the world always goes round and round, helping us to reunite. There are good and bad. To just talk about the truth without giving examples is to be a hooligan, so I will give you an example. It is also a little involved with Aunt Feng, such as the Great Wall of Sword Qi Do you know the criminal officer Hao Su? In the past, he was born in a blessed place in Fuyao Continent. Not long ago, he beheaded Nan Guangzhao. He also accepted an apprentice and made the boy swear to kill all the flower pickers on the mountain. After Hao Su committed the murder , knowing that he could not stay for long, he tried to leave Haoran and seek refuge in Qingming World, but was stopped by Li Sheng, and the Taoist Lao Er failed to lead him, so he became angry with shame and howled in anger. "

Of course, Aunt Feng didn't think that Bai Yujing's really invincible character would be such a loser, but the old scholar's seemingly random example still made sense.

Aunt Feng thought for a moment, stretched out her fingers, twisted the colorful knot, and took it out of the black hair. The old scholar seemed indifferent, but in fact his eyes were rolling.

In fact, the old scholar really didn't come to help people resolve their grievances. He was just born with a hard life. He couldn't help but say casually, "It's done. It's the best for Aunt Feng and Baihua Blessed Land to settle an old grudge. If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter."

Aunt Feng was holding the colorful rope knot the size of a copper coin. The green hair was like a waterfall, pouring from one shoulder, like a sudden flood bursting the embankment, flowing turbulently in the deep valley and ravine.

The old scholar suddenly raised a hand and said without squinting, "Senior, stop it!"

Aunt Feng was confused and joked: "Why, do you think I am that hooker girl who wants to take off my clothes? When the situation comes, the old man will give up?"

The old scholar was so frightened that he couldn't even speak. He waved his hands vigorously and quickly drank a sip of wine to calm down his shock. "It can't be done, it can't be done. Senior, please don't make fun of me."

Aunt Feng was suddenly enlightened, and tied the colorful knot around her black hair again, and said: "I understand, Literary Saint wants to transfer this benefit to Chen Ping'an, to help him travel to China in the next year, so as to form a bond with Baihua Blessed Land. A good thing?"

The old scholar smiled and said: "Senior is wise."

Aunt Feng said with a smile: "Being a gentleman, paving the way for students like this is not hard work, isn't it?"

The old scholar shook his head and said: "That's wrong. In the Chinese Confucian Temple, many of the consecrated saints and sages who had not previously recognized the knowledge of the literary saints have now changed their impressions one by one. It is the credit of me, a close disciple. In the past, on the road When they see me, they are at most bowing to the literary sage, but now it is different, they are willing to sincerely ask me, an old scholar, for a few words."

What made these old-fashioned people change their attitudes was actually not Chen Ping'an's use of the sword, or even the dispatching of troops and strategizing of the Yinguan lineage in the summer palace, but the man who was more "notorious" than A Liang on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Scholars, the Great Wall of Sword Qi that originally hated Haoran Tianxia, ​​and later Feisheng City, had the sound of books, especially the local sword cultivators, gradually developed a relatively peaceful attitude towards Haoran Tianxia, ​​and at least recognized Haoran's fact There are good and bad.

Perhaps Chen Pingan himself has not realized one thing yet. Although he has not been able to change anything about a lake of slips with his own hands, he has actually changed the customs of a Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Probably this is the spring breeze sneaking into the night, moistening things silently.

Aunt Feng lifted up the slender catkin, which was known as the grub palm in ancient times, gently rubbed her red nails with her thumb, and asked casually: "There was a lot of commotion at the inn earlier. Doesn't Wen Sheng seem particularly worried about Chen Ping'an?"

The old scholar shook his head and said: "It's not easy for me, a closed disciple, to pass the heart test and kill the inner demon."

But in fact, the old scholar almost called the Li Sheng directly. It's not illegal to brag anyway.

Then the old scholar smiled, turned around and picked up the wine jar, "If you live a stable life for too long, it will inevitably become boring. This is human nature. Pleasure in the world is like drinking fine wine, which is often gone when you wake up. It is extremely difficult to keep it, and you can only lose it. On the other hand, hard things are like tea. There are often opportunities to pay off all the hardships, which makes people cherish it. The ordinary thing is to drink water, which has no taste, but you have to drink it every day, and it’s not enough if you don’t drink it.”

Aunt Feng still lowered her head, raised one hand, and gently touched the bright red nails with the other hand, as if she did not hear the hidden meaning of Wen Sheng's words.

The old scholar gently put down the jar of Baihua Brewing. Seeing that Aunt Feng was pretending to be stupid, he simply pointed it out and said, "Don't think about making big bets now. The Confucian Temple treats Old Man Yang and you, it's hard to say that it is extremely benevolent, but That's enough kindness. Besides, our ceremonial sage has a bad temper now. I would like to advise the seniors, don't offend anyone you mess with. For thousands of years, the ceremonial sage has not said a few words in the Confucian Temple. , but I am very patient with you and have been chatting with each other all the time. Don’t take the observance of rules by some scholars as a matter of course."

Aunt Feng raised her head and said with a sweet smile: "Okay, I understand. Don't worry, I am the one who listens best to advice in Lizhu Cave."

The old scholar nodded and said, "That's why I took this journey."

Aunt Feng has done a lot of betting, but compared to other immortals, her methods are gentler and more recent, such as Sun Jiashu of Old Dragon City, Zhou Ju of Guanhu Academy, and Aunt Feng They have all used different means to preach and protect the Tao, such as the ancestral abacus of the Sun family and the golden incense stick figures. The latter likes to roll on the abacus, which means wealth is rolling in. When Sun Jiashu silently recited the numbers in his heart, the golden The little man can move the abacus beads. This is not some cultivation method, it is a veritable innate magical power. Then there is the inconspicuous oil lamp on the desk in the Sun family's ancestral house that needs constant refueling by successive Sun family owners. It is also the handiwork of Aunt Feng.

Aunt Feng began to change the topic and said: "Is the letter of appointment written by Wen Sheng for Chen Ping'an unprecedented and unprecedented?"

Talking about this, we had to drink some wine to cheer up. The old scholar took a sip of Baihua Brew and said, "It's okay, okay, the old man didn't have time to talk to me in Suishan. The Lisheng was very busy. I couldn't bear to disturb him, so I just asked him Our Confucian Temple has three leaders, the first and the second, Old Master Fu, Jing Sheng Xiping... plus together, there must be about twenty scholars who are qualified to eat cold pig head meat, and they are all kind enough to help refine the text."

Aunt Feng said with emotion: "To be honest, I still can't believe that Chen Ping'an has really made it this far."

The old scholar crossed his legs, covered his knees with his hands, looked at the sky, and said with a smile: "I didn't know the moon when I was young, and I called it a white jade plate. Listen, my brother Bai Ye, when he was a child, he was a child of a wealthy family, otherwise How can one write such a poem, like me, and have peace? We, who are from poor people, at most feel like a white bowl and cake, how can we say such rich and noble bastard words, and still have a white jade plate."

Aunt Feng asked curiously: "Will Bai Ye become a sword cultivator in this life?"

The old scholar did not answer this question, but just smiled to himself. Regardless of whether he was a swordsman or not, Bai Zai had to wear a tiger head hat before he reached the age of 18.

It was fine when I was young, and she looked cute. But I still look like that when I was a teenager, but isn't that why I'm stupid?

However, the old scholar felt that such Bai Ye was actually another kind of pride that he had never had before.

My old scholar has added another great beauty to the world.

Aunt Feng said with a smile: "Although the earthly branch cultivators have good temperaments, they are inevitably arrogant and have high eyesight. Now it's better. I have suffered a lot when I met a closed disciple like you. After a fight, He almost beat up nearly half of the monks and left them with inner demons. He is worthy of being the hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall."

She couldn't help but take a sip of wine, thinking it was a celebration. Didn't those little brats even look down on her before? Although it was related to the fact that they didn't know her identity, even if they knew, they might not respect her very much. Especially the lofty-minded swordsman Yuan Huajing. In fact, for so many years, he has always wanted to kill a god with the flying sword "Zhang Ling" renamed "Yelang".

The old scholar twisted his beard and said: "If there are earthly branches, there will be heavenly stems, and there will also be plans for the twenty-eight constellations. For example, over at Bai Yujing, Dao Laoer has already been planning for five hundred spiritual officials."

In this kind of thing, the most important thing is to compete for the first place. If you occupy a certain position first, you will form a first mover in a great cycle. For example, the monks of the Earthly Branches lineage, the first one, is like Cui Chan's first mover on the chessboard. Whoever makes this move will form an indestructible chessboard pattern. If others want to imitate this move, it will be too late and they will be rejected by the avenue. And this pioneering figure must be the reincarnation of a god with compatible numerology, and the threshold is extremely high.

Aunt Feng hesitated for a moment, waved her sleeves, and a gust of breeze swept through a fire temple, and then said: "Lu Chen set up a fortune-telling stall in Lizhu Cave back then. After all, I personally participated in the completion of the Earthly Branches lineage. I went there at that time. After looking for Lu Chen, listening to his tone, it was obvious that Cui Chan's plan had been taken into account. However, when he mentioned it at the time, he was relatively absent-minded. He only said, "I am a poor Taoist and my skills are shallow. I don't dare to be the first in the world. I can only follow others." After all, you can only follow the example of a gourd, and at most you can win by quantity.'"

"Lu Chenlin also said something strange to me, saying that a certain accident given by Cui Han was the real accident in the wild world. Later I found out that it turned out to be about Aquarius Continent blocking the wild world."

The old scholar had strange eyes and a complex expression.

Aunt Feng noticed something strange about the old scholar, "Is there any other mystery?"

The old scholar drank wine and said nothing.

The Wenhai of Manhuang World is very careful. Before he ascended to heaven, he had chosen the first mover of Shi Tianqian. After he ascended to heaven, Barbarian World instantly filled up the ten people. The key first mover was none other than his close disciple, Jiashenzhang Geta. Later, Zhou Qinggao reached the Yupu realm.

In Aquarius Continent, Cui Chan, the Great Li State Master, began to create the twelve earthly branches.

After that came the Twenty-Eight Constellations taught by Bai Yujingsan. The first was the junior disciple of that generation of masters, with the Taoist name Shan Qing.

The former Haoran Jia Sheng, and later Wenhai Zhouwei, were the first to start the layout after a long time of practicing Taoism.

In fact, Lu Chen may not have thought of this later than Zhou Mi and Cui Chen, but even if he, Lu Chen, had thought of it earlier, he would definitely have been undisciplined and lazy by nature and unwilling to work hard.

Aunt Feng said helplessly: "Literary Saint, don't be silent."

The old scholar sighed, raised his hand, and pointed at his head, "Cui Chan deliberately suppressed his mind many years ago, which meant that he deliberately reduced his chess ability. As for when he made the move? It was roughly When A Liang returned to Haoran Tianxia, ​​maybe earlier, what does it mean to be unaware of the ghosts? Even he didn't know it, so Cui Han's soul separated into Cui Dongshan back then. Although he did have a plan, it was a continent layout. One of the links, but the biggest intention is just a deception. You must first deceive yourself before you can deceive all the mountain monks in the world. Therefore, this is the biggest surprise for Zhou Mi and the entire wild world. It is first This accident led to the subsequent accidents.”

"Do you really think that Zhou Mi is not on guard against Aquarius Continent? How is that possible? You have to know that the whole wild world's worst strategy is Zhou Mi's best strategy. Since Zhou Mi has long been on guard against Aquarius Continent and the Great Li court, especially Li The ascension platform inside the Pearl Cave Sky is something that I am determined to get, so how could Zhou Mi not have an extremely meticulous derivation plan?"

The old scholar murmured: "Now we are aggressively attacking the wilderness. What are we lacking? Fairy money? Manpower and material resources? The combat power of the monks on the mountain? None, we have the advantage in these. The only thing we lack, the most lacking, is It was such a big accident that even Zhou Mi couldn’t calculate it.”

Aunt Feng was dumbfounded. Is Cui Chan mentally ill? !

No wonder that in Lizhu Cave, Cui Dongshan, who was able to play the Caiyun game with Zheng Juzhong, "turned against each other" in a battle with Master Qi Jingchun. Using his future junior brother as a chessboard, Cui Dong was at a disadvantage everywhere. At that time, she I also found it very interesting. It was so interesting to see the young man with the mole on his forehead being frustrated and falling down again and again. She stood aside and watched the excitement. In fact, she was quite gloating about it. She drank a lot at that time. As a result, you, old scholar, are today. Follow me, is this actually done intentionally by the embroidered tiger? Then Qi Jingchun had already understood it and was just cooperating with it? Okay, you two brothers, do you think we are all fools?

Aunt Feng patted her head and shook her head vigorously and said: "No, no, you said it yourself, old scholar, it was his best idea to ascend to the sky with great care. Why didn't Cui Han and Qi Jingchun stop them?! Isn't it true that they were all in vain? field?"

The old scholar narrowed his eyes and said: "We have preserved Liuxia Continent, Beiju Lu Continent and Aai'ai Continent, so that the mountains and rivers of the three continents have not lost an inch of land, and the barbaric world has not occupied eight continents and besieged the middle-earth continent. How many people have died in our vast world? According to Aunt Feng, it’s just a waste of time?”

Aunt Feng was horrified and immediately stood up and apologized: "Literary Saint, I made a mistake."

In fact, this old scholar who came to visit was smiling, cheerful, and so approachable that Aunt Feng almost forgot one thing. Among the direct descendants of the literary sage, which one has the best temper? Cui Chan, the national advisor who once said, "Your Majesty the Emperor only needs to listen"? Liu Shiliu, who had beaten the "Sword Immortal Embryo" in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth and turned him into a slanderous figure. Liu Shiliu, who once expelled the water people from all over the world and fled in a hurry, just to survive? Qi Jingchun, who forced the ancestor of the Yin Yang family, the Lu family, to almost fight on his own but couldn't? Or the closed disciple who just chopped off the head of Empress Dowager Da Li with a sword not long ago?

The source of this trend is the old scholar in front of him.

The old scholar nodded, then blinked, "I really don't know the reason. I'm famous for only accepting apprentices and teaching, and I'm not good at beating around the bush. It's enough to have someone who is better than his master. "

Um. My old scholar is not good at it, but several of my students are very good at it. The first disciple, Xiao Qi, is a closed disciple.

As for Zuo Zuo and Jun Qian, forget it, they are both weak fools. You only want to show off to your younger brother, looking for scolding, right? Do you dare to accuse Mr. of being partial? Of course not.

Aunt Feng was really curious. She said: "Master Literary Saint, just give me a reminder, and there will be rewards! For example... I am willing to help the Confucian Temple and take the initiative to do something in the wild world. As for the merits, all the merits will be counted." In the lineage of literary saints."

The old scholar shook his head and said, "Farewell, senior, there is no need to be like this. You deserve the salary without merit. Our lineage is not good for this."

Aunt Feng sat back on the steps, raised her head and took a deep sip of wine, wiped her lips and said with a wry smile: "After the literary saint said this, I don't dare to go back to the small town."

I didn't think it was dangerous before, but more interesting. Now I started to feel frightened.

Think back to those days.

A Lizhu Cave just touches the landscape and people.

The teacher of the small town school and the saint who once sat in Lizhu Cave Heaven, Qi Jingchun.

The later nephew Cui Dongshan, or the former senior brother Cui Chan.

The old sword strip under the bridge. One of the five highest, the one who holds the sword. Back then, Aunt Feng and her group had actually mistakenly thought that she was just the sword spirit.

Ruan Xiu. Li Liu. God of fire and water. Five to two.

Old man Yang of the medicine shop, Qingtong Tianjun, Dongwanggong, holding one of the two old heavenly ascension platforms, was once the ancestor of the male earthly immortal.

Master Yao of Long Kiln.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, a master of magical arts and magical powers, the founder of talismans and alchemy in the world.

Li Xisheng of Fulu Street, the first disciple of Taoist ancestors, and "one" of Bai Yujing's great master.

Lu Chen, who runs the stall, is taught by Qing Ming Tianxia and Bai Yujing San.

Zhigui in Nipinxiang, the prototype of the last true dragon in the world.

Zouzi, a Yin-Yang family, walks through the streets, sells candied haws from a pushcart, and "calculates everything in heaven".

Aunt Feng, an old coachman, the founder of the Fulong line, the Lu family of the Yin and Yang family in Middle-earth, who is in charge of the Five Elements family line.

Li Er. Zheng Dafeng, the gatekeeper.

Cui Cheng, the ultimate warrior who was originally expected to break through that great threshold and become a god with the body of a pure warrior.

Song Changjing, the feudal lord, served as the kiln construction supervisor for a period of time.

The blind Taoist priest "Jia Sheng" was a dragon slayer three thousand years ago.

Ruan Qiong is the number one swordsmith in Aquarius Continent.

Tianjun Xie Shi, whose ancestral home is in Taoye Lane, and sword fairy Cao Xi, whose ancestral home is in Muping Lane.

Ning Yao is now the number one person in the colorful world.

Later, Zheng Juzhong of Baidi City also appeared in the town.

Just imagine, any person who has traveled abroad would dare to make a mistake here and claim to be invincible?

Sword fighting? Taoism? Martial arts? Supernatural power? Calculating?

No matter you are a great monk in the Ascension Realm, whether you are Nan Guangzhao and his ilk who have been beheaded by the criminal officer Hao Su, or you are a powerful ascendant with a wild cultivator background and the name Qingmi, if you know about a small Lizhu Cave in advance. The whole truth and inside story, it is estimated that their legs will be weak when walking, and they may not be as courageous as Chen Lingjun.

In the small town, the older people would never dare to mess with the younger ones, but how dare outsiders do? In fact, I don’t dare either.

The youngest generation at that time included Chen Pingan, Liu Xianyang, Song Jixin, Ma Kuxuan, Li Baoping, Li Huai, Gu Can, Zhao Yao, Lin Shouyi, Xie Ling, Su Dian, Shi Lingshan...

Looking back, even the locals in the small town or beings like Aunt Feng were still in a situation where they were looking at flowers in the smoke.

"Why don't you dare to turn back? If you are upright, you won't be afraid of slanting shadows. If you have no ghosts in your heart, you won't be afraid of walking at night."

The old scholar smiled and said: "But having said that, unlike Aunt Feng and you, there are infinite people in the world, and our time is limited. Maybe because of this, we cherish this journey in the human world more."

Those who practice Taoism are no longer human beings.

In the eyes of some people, the world is an empty city.

this is not right.

The old scholar stood up and planned to go back to the Confucian Temple. Of course he did not forget to put two jars of Baihua Brewing into his sleeves and thanked Aunt Feng, "But the master can be a drunkard and treat a foreign land as his hometown. If more Aunt Feng is like this Senior, what a blessing in this world."

Aunt Feng stood up and asked tentatively: "Wen Sheng, do you really want to tell me the reason?"

The old scholar smiled and said: "After hearing so much, if you were one of my close disciples, you would already have the answer in your mind."

Aunt Feng stretched out her hand to twist the colorful knot and said angrily: "Literary Saint, if you don't tell me, I will just pretend that this is not the case."

The old scholar smiled and shook his head, this was boring. Besides, I didn’t take it seriously, especially the closed disciples. Aunt Feng is not the only one who is willing to use cruel hands to destroy flowers.

Aunt Feng sighed and accepted her fate, "Every code is a code. I will deliver the things. Don't worry, Master Wen. After taking care of Chen Ping'an and traveling to the Paradise of Hundreds of Flowers, he will only be treated as a guest. Maybe he will remain empty for many years." It is not difficult for you to be a guest in this blessed land."

Twelve months a year, in the Blessed Land of Hundreds of Flowers, there is a high-ranking flower god named Twelve Flower Gods. Among these twelve flower gods, there is the Blessed Land Flower Master Empress, and the four life masters who are in charge of the blooming of flowers in four seasons. The flower gods, the twelve flower goddess empresses, all have their own natal guests, and there are also supreme guests who are similar to Bai Ye's peony flowers. Of course, Bai has never appreciated it and has never been to the blessed land.

Therefore, the fictitious title of Taishang Keqing should not be taken seriously. It is mostly a sentimental act of the Flower God. Moreover, the position of Taishang Keqing in the entire blessed land of Baihua has been vacant for thousands of years. In fact, the blessed land is waiting for a person who can take the title from the title. The aunt took back the colorful knot that was refined from the lifeblood of the Flower God.

The old scholar's eyes lit up. It was very kind of the senior to compare his feelings with his own.

It's just that the answer, still not told, will stifle you to death.

Aunt Feng suddenly said: "How about I make a bet with Literary Saint. The bet is ten jars of tribute Baihua Liquor. I have been drinking it for so many years, and there is not much left. How about betting that Chen Ping'an can't give that answer?"

The old scholar became interested and tugged at his beard and said, "What if senior wins? After all, senior has a huge chance of winning. In my opinion, he is a sure winner, so there are only ten jars of wine. Isn't it a little less?"

Aunt Feng twitched her lips, "Then eighteen jars of wine, I only keep two jars for myself. If I win, the knot will still be given to Chen Ping'an, but after he becomes the Grand Guest, he must let the twelve-month Flower God, come with me to admit my mistake. If Chen Ping'an gets the knot and travels to the land of flowers, whether he is the guest or not, as long as he fails to make the Flower God admit his mistake, he has to promise me something, such as Protect the flower-picking thieves on the mountain from being killed."

The old scholar looked shocked and said: "Isn't it appropriate to bet such a big amount?"

Aunt Feng smiled and said, "Forget it then?"

The old scholar rubbed his hands and said: "That's all, just bet, it's a small bet for pleasure."

Aunt Feng used her natal magical power to pick up a stream from the long river of time, and then condensed it into a breeze, heading towards Chen Ping'an at the door of the inn.

Just as Aunt Feng was about to speak, the old scholar took out a jar of wine from his sleeve, shook it, and said confidently: "You won't lose, so it doesn't matter if I tell you the answer first."

Aunt Feng still didn't know what to say. Later, the breeze returned to the flower shed of the Fire Temple. Chen Ping'an listened to his husband's words almost instantly and gave the answer on the spot. He only said four words. In fact, it was Cui Chang who In Shujian Lake, I have said it a long time ago.

"Please enter the urn."