Chapter 437

I don't know if the curtain has come to an end, but it's over.

The friars and swordsmen of the three religions left the town.

White fish is back in peace.

I don't know what will happen in the future, but one thing is certain: in the days to come, this town will be remembered for a long time.

Li Fuyao pushes open the wooden door of his small courtyard. Ye Shengge sits under the eaves and looks at the heavy snow that hasn't stopped.

Looking at the pale Li Fuyao walked into the courtyard.

Ye Shengge glanced at Li Fuyao, threw the wooden sword in his hand to Li Fuyao, and said, "I'll send you."

Li Fuyao took over the wooden sword, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

Ye Shengge leaned by the door, a little embarrassed for the first time, "I didn't help you."

When he said this, ye Shengge's face was a little red, which was a very difficult thing for this Taoist.

Li Fuyao dragged a bench to sit down, put the wooden sword on his knee, and asked with a smile, "you don't need a sword in the future?"

For Li Fuyao, no matter what ye Shengge can do for him or what he doesn't do for him, he won't produce any other bad ideas. It's not easy to get the goodwill of others, and Li Fuyao won't give up easily.

Ye Shengge asked, "I am a Taoist monk. What sword do I use?"

This sentence is very reasonable, which makes Li Fuyao feel very reasonable. After World War I, Jianshan reopened, and there are more swordsmen in the world. Swordsmen are bound to come back into the view of mountains and rivers. Before ye Shengge used sword, not many people studied it deeply. But after today?

If ye Shengge uses a sword, he is afraid that he will be watched by many people. Even if the Taoist doesn't care, he should care. In order to avoid these troubles, the simplest and direct way is to stop using the sword.

Ye Shengge doesn't need a sword, so it doesn't fall into other people's mouth.

In the future, the situation of mountains and rivers will not change much. Confucianism and Taoism will still dominate the world. However, the same line of swordsmen is bound to make people can't ignore it.

After Li Fuyao thought about it clearly, he didn't say anything more and didn't return the sword.

Ye Shengge stood under the eaves and looked at Li Fuyao for a long time. After waiting for the snow to drop a lot, he asked, "Li Fuyao, can you become a sword immortal in the future?"

This is a very direct question. Ye Shengge is a very direct person.

If you ask a swordsman with outstanding talent whether you can become a sword immortal, people will think that this is the praise of others, but to ask a swordsman who is not so good, this is a mockery of him.

Obviously, ye Shengge has neither.

She just wanted to ask and know the answer after that.

Li Fuyao thought for a moment and said, "yes."

Ye Shengge asked if he could, and Li Fuyao answered.

This is avoidance.

"You should be a Sword Fairy."

Ye Shengge raised her eyebrows.

Li Fuyao said with a wry smile, "the sea is so simple in your eyes."

Ye Shengge asked, "isn't it?"

Li Fuyao thought, if you say so, how can I answer.

Ye Shengge is a kind of Taoism, a monk with excellent talent, a first-class genius in the world, and also regarded as the future of Taoism. She is the disciple of the Lord and a woman who is hopeful to become a saint.

Having said so much, at least one thing I know is that ye Shengge has the ability to set foot in the sea.

So she had no big idea about the sea.

From her point of view, the sea should not be a difficult thing.

Even according to her present practice progress, maybe she will be able to step into that realm in a hundred years. Of course, the time may be longer or earlier.

I don't know.

Li Fuyao takes a deep look at ye Shengge and thinks about what kind of monster you are.

"Li Fuyao, I hope that when I set foot on the sea in the future, you will also step into that realm."

"I'm not as talented as you are."

"But you've become a Taiqing place in less than ten years."

"I was lucky."

"I have more things than you. It took me more than 20 years to come to dusk?"

"If you say so, don't you think I'm better than you?"

Li Fuyao said angrily, "Miss ye, you are a Taoist."

Ye Shengge picks eyebrow, the corner of the mouth hooks up a radian, "you are not confident, think certainly can't compare with me?"

Li Fuyao did not speak, but was helpless. He was silent for a moment. He said, "I don't think I'm worse than anyone else, but there are some gaps, I will admit."

Ye Sheng's song was a little strange.

It's hard for ordinary people to understand the emotion of Ye Sheng's song. Li Fuyao knows something about it, but he doesn't say anything. Instead, he asks, "when are you stepping into the twilight and spring and autumn?"Without any hesitation, ye Shengge said, "within ten years, it's a bit slow."

This answer is definitely the answer that can make most monks crazy. Ye Shengge, as a kind of Taoism, has deep talent. It is not unacceptable that ye Shengge can spend 20 years to cultivate Taoism. However, it will definitely surprise people. However, it will become more and more difficult to cultivate after 20 years of practice. Maybe it will take more than 100 years Enough to walk into the threshold of spring and autumn, but Ye Sheng song is said, ten years.

For many friars, ten years have passed with just a flick of one's finger and one close of one's eyes.

It's a very fast time.

Some people say that it is necessary to break the boundary for ten years and become the spring and Autumn period.

Many people will be surprised, but Li Fuyao will not.

He has seen the morning or the evening, when the spring and autumn of Wei Chunzhi.

I believe in the theory of epiphany.

What's more, this kind of thing may not be too difficult for ye Shengge.

It must be crazy for someone else to listen.

Li Fuyao didn't speak. Maybe he was digesting the news.

"The situation in the future is very difficult to figure out. It should be unfriendly for you," he said

Li Fuyao said with a smile, "fortunately, I still have some swords."

Other people only have one sword, but Li Fuyao has several. This is his advantage.

Ye Shengge asked, "to Jianshan?"

After the white fish town is over, Jianshan will be the most lively place.

Li Fu shook his head, "back to Luoyang City."

Ye Shengge noticed that he used the word back to Luoyang City, but he didn't say anything. He just said, "Luoyang city is a good place."

Li Fuyao looked at the distance. "Of course it's a good place."

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There are many snows in Luoyang this year.

However, the snows in recent days were quite heavy. After one night in the streets of Luoyang City, the snow fell to the knees, which made the officials of the Ministry of works busy for a day, but only opened up a narrow road.

In addition, heavy snow kept on, and people had to clean it up from time to time.

In such a heavy snow, there are no pedestrians on the street, most of the people are hiding in their homes, baking stoves, drinking wine.

The snow on the other side of Nancheng is the same as the rest of Luoyang City, but the snow in Nancheng is much more.

The reason is that no one from the Ministry of works and yamen servants went to Nancheng.

Most of the people living in Nancheng are officials of the court.

If officials want to go to court, they need to have a way. The Ministry of works should have paid attention to Nancheng first, but in fact, in the end, they did not come.

In order to clear the snow, many ministers were pouring bitter water on the court a few days ago.

This made the emperor feel a little interesting. Of course, at the end of the day, he thought it was not only interesting, but also that the official of the Ministry of labor who dared to do so had some courage.

Just sitting on a dragon chair, Emperor Yanling thought for a long time, but he didn't remember the name of the official in charge of such affairs.

There are too many people in Yanling Dynasty, and there are not a few natural officials to manage such a dynasty.

Emperor Yanling was not omniscient and omnipotent. Naturally, it was impossible to know the number of officials under his administration, let alone everyone could remember clearly.

It was just that after the separation of the court, he asked people to check who the official in charge of the work department was.

Soon those who came out of the palace went back to the palace.

Emperor Yanling also got the answer. The official who did these things was not someone else, but the number one scholar Lang Chen Bingjun a few years ago.

A few years ago, the scholar who came from Beihai tried hard to beat many promising scholars and became the number one scholar. In fact, many people were quite optimistic about the future of this young man. Even several old adults even thought about marrying off their own women of the right age, but they could not make it.

However, there is no need to say about the talent of the number one scholar. However, in the officialdom, he was almost mean. In the past few years, no one liked him very much. Finally, he was sent to the Ministry of work to do some simple things from the official position of six grades.

The Ministry of public works has always been regarded as the place with the least status among the six ministries. From the Minister of the Ministry of work to the general yamen, all the officials are inferior to the other officials. If it is not necessary, no one would like to go to the Ministry of labor.

After the number one scholar went to the Ministry of labor, many people saw that he had lost his future.

Even this time his name came back to his Majesty's ears, many people did not think that he would one day return to those important positions.

But who knows, at dusk, Emperor Yanling met Chen Bingjun.

Not in the palace.

It was in a humble courtyard.

Wang Yanqing is playing chess with Chen Bingjun.

This scholar is even more powerful than Yanling's national player. In Yanling, apart from Gu Shiyan's occasional unreasonable moves in the chess game, no one else can make him interested in it. However, he is playing chess with Chen Bingjun seriously.The manner is not like faking.

And Gu Shiyan sat and watched.

You know, Chen Bingjun is only a young man in his early twenties. Even if he started to learn chess from his mother's birth, this is only 20 years. How can he be an opponent of Wang Yanqing?

But no one knows that the young man's chess power is so high.

When Emperor Yanling walked into the courtyard.

None of the three noticed him.

Only spring water.

Two years ago, she had already taken her native place out of the palace. Now she is Wang Yanqing's maid, which can be regarded as Wang Yanqing's personal belongings. However, Wang Yanqing has already burned the contract and spring water is leaving, and no one can stop her.

She raised her head, but emperor Yanling shook his head.

Spring water just cleared up the mood, as if nothing had happened.

Wang Yanqing thought of the chess game in his mind, and suddenly said with a smile, "it's very interesting for you to succeed."

In Luoyang City, there are not many people who can let Wang Yanqing praise, especially in the chess path.

Chen Bingjun thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Mr. Yanqing's chess has no flaws. No matter how you look at it, it can't be compared."

Wang Yanqing said with a smile: "you are only in your early twenties. If you have another ten years to polish, you will naturally surpass me, a bad old man."

Chen Bingjun said with a smile, "where and where."

Wang Yanqing smile, also want to say something, but was interrupted by Gu Shiyan, "forget it, I don't want to see you two here flattering each other."

Wang Yanqing laughed, and Chen Bingjun was also a little happy.

It turns out that these two people, where they are doing the top-notch competition between the masters, are just playing the Gobang created by the boring go pieces among the ordinary people.

Black and white, no matter which side, as long as there are five connected, it is a success.

No one can beat Wang Yanqing in weiqi, so this Mr. Yanqing came up with the idea of playing Gobang.

This kind of chess, let alone Chen Bingjun, can be as good as Wang Yanqing even in Chunshui.

Wang Yanqing was happy with it, without any resentment.

After a game of chess, Wang Yanqing did not have the slightest idea of starting a new game. Instead, he turned his head and asked, "are you so young that you are willing to waste your life in the Ministry of labor?"

For ordinary officials, to be able to serve in one of the six ministries is naturally Gao Xiang's eight life long experience, not a hard job.

But for the officials who have ideas and aspirations, the Ministry of work is a cage, which can not only smooth the spirit, but also weaken the morale.

This is the reason why most young officials do not want to go to the Ministry of works.

Chen Bingjun pinched the white son and said to himself, "no one wants me to go out from that place. It's just that I have no one to pay attention to me, so I can have a good look at Luoyang City and Yanling in the Ministry of labor."

He was ambitious and never wanted to be an ordinary official. Even the word "important minister" could not satisfy him. He had to be a Shangshu to make Chen Bingjun feel something interesting.

This scholar was determined to be a scholar to help the world and the people when he was in Beihai. However, an ordinary official could not do it.

Now if the officials in Luoyang knew about his ambition, he would be attacked severely.

Only in front of him is Wang Yanqing and Gu Shiyan, who is waiting for the imperial edict of chess. Chen Bingjun is not worried about leaking out.

Wang Yanqing smiles. He is a blind scholar for many years. Apart from reading more books, he doesn't think much about anything else. He just thinks that Chen Bingjun is to his liking and wants to create some opportunities for him.

When Emperor Yanling came here, other people might not know, but Wang Yanqing was a monk. How could he not know? He asked this question on purpose, which undoubtedly helped Chen Bingjun.

Chen Bingjun and Wang Yanqing chatted for a moment. Then they got up to go. They just turned around and looked at the emperor Yanling who had stood for a long time behind him. Chen Bingjun was stunned, and then he bent down to kneel.

The emperor of Yanling waved his hand and said he would not speak.

Then he let Chen Bingjun go.

The latter did not procrastinate and soon left.

Emperor Yanling turned around, looked at Wang Yanqing and said with a bitter smile, "how true is Mr. Yanqing?"

Wang Yanqing thought for a moment and said, "seven points."

Emperor Yanling nodded, "that's enough. I'll look at him."

This sentence of emperor Yanling is equivalent to a sacred edict.

It's very straightforward.

Wang Yanqing nodded and took a sip of the tea cup.

Don't talk.

Emperor Yanling sat opposite Wang Yanqing.

He said straight to the point: "did Mr. Yanqing know what happened before?"

This is a question and a statement.

Wang Yanqing nodded.

Almost all the monks in the world don't know about the white fish town, except those who are really closed?

When Li changgu Yujian left Luoyang City on that day, he also saw it.Emperor Yanling said, "Mr. changgu has stepped on the stairs."

Monks nine states, climbing the building is the penultimate state, crossing the tower, is the sea, this world is not much sea, climbing the tower is not much.

Luoyang City has a climbing tower, or a swordsman, so that Luoyang city's foundation will be more sufficient.

Wang Yanqing nodded and Li changgu stepped on the stairs, which was really good news.

Besides, this one is still very young.

Those who are less than 200 years old are naturally very young.

What's more, there is another one who ascends the stairs in Luoyang City.

Two up the stairs!

This is something that has never happened. In the past, let alone think, it is impossible to even have this idea.

Emperor Yanling was a little excited.

He didn't like the attitude of the mountain people towards Luoyang City, but he had nothing to do. But after that, the situation may change.

Since there are some changes, it's interesting.

Wang Yanqing looked at the Yanling emperor and asked, "does your majesty have any unfinished words?"

Emperor Yanling nodded, and he said, "I've met with something."

Emperor Yanling can encounter a lot of things every day, but there are few that can make him feel helpless.

Wang Yanqing knew it in his heart and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, please speak."

He thought he could already know what emperor Yanling was thinking, but the emperor shook his head.

He was wrong about some things.

Yanling emperor looked at Wang Yanqing and said, "Li Fuyao."

There are many people called Li Fuyao in the world, but the one that can be put forward by Emperor Yanling.

It must be the one we all know.

"He's already too clear."

Listening to this, Wang Yanqing nodded. He knew it.

Then the emperor Yanling said, "he is still a guest Minister of the Ministry of punishment."

This identity means that Li Fuyao can get a lot of things from Luoyang City, which naturally means what Li Fuyao has to pay for it.

Wang Yanqing said, "what can I do for your majesty?"

Emperor Yanling didn't speak in a hurry. He just looked at the wind and snow in front of him. He had some inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

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Luoyang city is very beautiful in the wind and snow, not only because of the snow, maybe there are other reasons.

A caravan entered Luoyang City in the heavy snow.

Behind the caravan, there are a group of swordsmen carrying swords. They are all disciples of epee.

Everyone has a epee.

At the end of the caravan, there was a white horse. The young man on it was carrying a sword case.

Long sword hanging from the waist.

It's a green shirt.

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