Chapter 840： hometown

Listening to Chen Ping’an’s defense, she didn’t hesitate to pour dirty water on her husband. Ning Yao was silent. Chen Ping’an changed a bench and went to sit next to Ning Yao. She looked even more angry and unwilling. Sit leaning on him, and moved his position. Chen Ping'an didn't make any progress either, so he sat in his place and drank silently.

Affection between men and women is what it means to be romantic. It means that a person has only one bottle of true wine, so he has to drink it when he meets everyone.

What is affectionate, it means that a jar of wine is buried in my heart, and then one day I drink it to the end, until I drink it out, how to not get drunk.

It's just that Chen Ping'an carried the hip flask with one hand, and placed the other on the bench between the two quietly, like a crab rampant, sneaking closer to Ning Yao.

When he was about to succeed, Ning Yao suddenly punched and hit the back of his hand. The strength of his hand was so great that Chen Ping'an was so painful that Chen Ping'an fell into anger and gave a soft drink. When Ning Yao put away his fist, Chen Ping'an 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 better impression of Song Jixin?"

Before in the courtyard, Chen Ping’an talked about his neighbor for many years when he was young. Although his words hurt others, his evaluation was okay.

Chen Ping’an nodded, “I’m not going to talk about the big things, Song Jixin did nothing less. I only talk about one small thing.”

Song Jixin, Niping Lane, became King Song Mu of the Dali Domain. He used to sit in the Old Dragon City, Nanyue Mountain, Dadu Accompanying Capital, and three battles. Song Jixin was always on the front line of the battlefield and was responsible for the central dispatch. Although the specific formation of troops, there are military commanders such as Su Gaoshan and Cao Ping who are familiar with warfare, but in fact many key issues, or some seemingly interoperable, will actually affect Song Mu needed to make his own decisions about the subsequent trend of the battle.

If it was just a king of the Dali domain with an empty title, it was just a palace decoration that spared his life and was responsible for stabilizing the military's spirit, it would definitely not win the respect of the frontier army of Dali and the monks on the Aquarius Mountain.

"The area under the jurisdiction of the Dali Pei Capital, including many vassal states, all states, counties, and counties, as long as they borrow usury to lend to all colleges and schools, Song Jixin ordered the imperial courts and local governments to borrow money from these loans. After grabbing, all one hand was chopped off. Dare to flee, cross the border, go to hide elsewhere, add more crime, and both hands are gone.

"In fact, it's not a trivial matter, it's just that it doesn't look very eye-catching compared to the major events of other mansions and accompanying capitals."

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

In her impression, Song Jixin is a son who has no worries about food and clothing. There is also a maid who is not good in name, appearance, and character. One is squeamish and the other is hypocritical, and the two are a good match.

Chen Ping’an explained with a smile: “It may be that Song Jixin feels that when scholars have no money, they have to have no money. Before leaving the school, if there is no money, they should study hard, study hard every day, and be honest. Fame. It’s just that young students or young Confucian scholars have insufficient determination. Song Jixin went to settle accounts with those who had the courage to make this money."

"Song Jixin hated him the most when he was a child. In fact, it happened that he had no worries about food and clothing, and he had too much money in his pocket. This is not considered hypocritical. After all, he is poked on the backbone every day by neighbors in the neighborhood and scolds illegitimate children. It's all uncomfortable."

"Song Jixin is so squeamish. He never moved out when he arrived at a place like mud bottle lane, probably because I felt that I was almost like him. One is that he has no parents, and the other is that there is no such thing. So living in Ni Ping Alley, so that Song Jixin will not be too comfortable."

Chen Ping’an finished drinking, put the empty jug on the bench, pour some salted soy beans from the sleeves in one palm, and handed it to Ning Yao, Ning Yao dialed half of it.

After learning boxing, especially after becoming a pure martial artist in the golden figure, the calluses of Chen Ping'an's hands and feet have disappeared.

Chen Ping’an twisted a soybean and threw it into his mouth. The shoe gently bumped it.

The pair of cloth shoes on his feet were sewn by the old chef himself. The craftsmanship is more exquisite than women’s needlework. On the mountain, those who are willing to wear cloth shoes are well equipped. As for Jiang Shang, there are really a few pairs. Especially how much money Jiang Shang really spent was even harder to say.

In fact, there are two pairs of cloth shoes sewed by Xiao Nuanshu, but Chen Ping’an was reluctant to wear them, so they kept them inside the square.

Chen Ping’an is determined to take Ning Yao back to Luopo Mountain this time, and Ning Yao will definitely have it. Nuan Shu, the busiest little housekeeper every day, can't think of anything.

Chen Pingan ate the salted soy beans, smiled, and his eyes were gentle, as if he had seen a girl in a pink skirt, who had left her house early in the morning. When she walked alone in no one, she would gently lift up her sleeves and walk briskly. I quickly walked to the door of a house, slowed down, picked up a bunch of keys, skillfully selected one, opened the door, brooms, rags, water scoops, buckets...Be organized, get busy, sweep the courtyard, wipe the tables and stools, and dry them. bedding……

What, you big Li cavalry dare to encircle me Luopo Mountain?

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

It is possible that the eleven people of the earthly branch have not realized one thing until now. He is higher than the white-clothed Chen Ping An. The latter is only part of him after all.

This means that at a certain moment, Chen Ping’an will use all the means of that pure divine nature, and that the battle in the cage, the other himself, did not exert all his strength.

Ning Yao noticed the change in Chen Ping’an’s mood, turned his head and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Chen Ping’an closed his gaze and smiled: “It’s nothing, but the more I think about it, the more angry I get. I look back and find some wood to make a food box to hold a late night snack.

Ning Yao didn’t bother to ask what this anger has to do with carpenters’ work and late night snacks. He just asked, “Within half a month, Nan Yan will really take the initiative to hand over the tiles?”

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

"So in the house, did you scare her casually?"

"It's not all scares, but it's mainly to make her sleepless and sleepy, and if she is suspicious, she will see that everyone is a ghost."

Chen Pingan sneered and slowly said: "This empress dowager is actually a very useful person. She didn't give up the broken piece of porcelain if she was killed. Not only was she lucky at the beginning and wanted to pursue profit. To maximize, her original idea was that there was a best situation, that is, when I was in the house, I nodded on the spot and agreed to the deal. In this way, one, not only did she not need to return the tiles, she could also win over for the Dali court. A sword repairer in the upper five realms and a martial artist in the end of the boundary, there is no name for worship, but there is actual worship."

"Besides the Bai Yujing in the Baidu, there are monks from the earthly branch and one line in the dark behind the scenes, slowly accumulating cultivation bases, and having me and Luoposhan in the bright place, it is naturally very beneficial to the Song family of Dali. It is obviously her. Make mistakes first, calculate insidiously, but want me to disregard her suspicion and turn the enemy into a friend. The second advantage is that in the other eight continents of the Haoran world, the Dali Song family can earn a reputation for treating those who have done meritorious services. ."

"Three, as the lord of Luopo Mountain, I have the incense relationship with Beiju Luzhou, the next sect was founded in Tongyezhou, and Dayi can share a piece of the pie. Of course, Dayi court will be very pragmatic in doing things, and both parties will benefit each other. Reciprocity. Fourth, I am still the last hermit of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. In the future, there will definitely be Liu Jinglong, as well as foreign sword immortals like Xie Songhua and Yu Yue, to have a relationship with Aquarius Island and Dayi, this pair of Dayi Dynasty The kendo luck is invisible, it is very beneficial."

"Finally, as a disciple of my husband, I can help the Song family of Dali build a bridge with the Confucian Temple, and the Song family can completely leave the Yunlin Jiang family behind."

"Treasures of heaven, material and earth, who are you not giving them? For example, the eleven people of the earthly branch and the two yamen of Dali did not pay less. The cost of a random fight is calculated with Gu Yu's money."

Chen Pingan threw all the last bit of salted soy beans into his mouth, and said vaguely: "These are the reasons why she speaks so well at the beginning. You are the empress dowager of a country, so she considers the overall situation and says she is humble. It’s not an exaggeration. Don’t look at the large foreign debts that Dali owes. In fact, his family is very rich. If the brother was not 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. It is for the Dali court to pay off the debt."

Ning Yao said: “The fame and benefits are available. This Nan Zan takes the best advantage and has a good calculation.”

Chen Ping’an clapped her hands, “If she says that she has long hair and short insights, we have been wronged by our great empress dowager.”

Ning Yao frowned and said, “There must be a bigger reason to support her to the end. Is it from the Lu family of Zhongtu?”

Chen Ping'an said, "As long as you are an individual, you will have something to care about. Nanzhan is of course no exception. For example, what is the surname of Dayi in the future, or whether the surname is Song, whether her son is the emperor, or the dynasty of Dayi Is it possible to preserve half of the territory of Aquarius, and whether her empress dowager’s noble status can be preserved, especially whether she can rejoin politics, such as taking advantage of my brother’s absence, will she have the opportunity to control the monks of the earthly branch, and then she? Her own life, or as a child of the Lu family, the middle-earth Lu family placed a chess piece in Ao Ping Zhou. Is there anything more important than her life, etc., each has its own severity and depth. Anyway, the more you Those who can't help but practice the way, the more things can do more than life and death. After all, many mountain methods make it very difficult for people to want to die."

In contrast, the old attendant in the Lion Park of Qingluan Country, his name is more important than his fate. Of course not the kind of polite fame.

And Su Gaoshan, the patrol hunter of Dali, is the ambition in his heart. The identity of a military commander of Han nationality is more important than fate.

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

Chen Ping’an said: “I’ve definitely thought about it, but I don’t seem to have this plan, and Pei Qian will not agree.”

Ning Yao asked again: "Now, you never thought about letting Pei Qian make up for the Earthly Branches? Since you don't go to the barren world, you actually have an official status. Whether it's walking the rivers and lakes or practicing cultivation, it is very stable.

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

Ning Yao shook his head, "Did you not agree, or do you think Pei Qian did not agree? Don't forget, Pei Qian fought to kill the enemy in Jinjiazhou and Baopingzhou, there is no ambiguity. Why don't you ask Pei Qian himself the meaning of?"

Chen Ping’an was stunned, really never thought about it.

Ning Yao said: "If Pei Qian is willing, would you still stop her?"

Chen Ping’an hesitated for a moment, “Maybe you won’t stop it.”

Chen Ping’an chuckled softly: “No way, even now, as long as you don’t look at Pei Qian standing in front of you, it seems that she is still the little black charcoal who ties two **** in a bun.”

The black little girl, slender and thin, with two small arms, when she ran, she wandered like a wicker.

Noisy, timid, heart-minded, the cerebellum turns faster than anyone else, and even more awkward than Li Huai, who can easily abduct people who don’t know her details to thousands of miles away.

Later, I heard Yu Yufu and Lin Junbi said that after the Jinjiazhou war ended, the local monks who survived on the continent all respected the female martial artist "Zheng Qian". In short, if the master and apprentice went to Jinjiazhou, over there He must only recognize Zheng Qian, not any hidden officials.

Returned to Baopingzhou, Pei Qian also won the nicknames "Zheng Qingming" and "Zheng Saqian".

Ask her what to do, three faces will be over.

There is even a saying that makes Chen Ping’an dumbfounded. On the mountains and rivers and lakes, they all say that Zheng Qian is the most martial and old-fashioned master in Aquarius.

What about our Aquarius, Pei Qian is the most worthy master of martial arts. Being ruthless to the Yaozu, Zheng giving money is definitely not a vain name, only a wrong name, no wrong nickname. But when I asked my family's martial artist, she was polite and polite again and again. I really don’t know how elegant the preacher of Pei Qian, a female great master, is, presumably his martial ethics is even higher...

Until Pei Qian appeared to watch Zhengyang Mountain, the sword fairy of Luopo Mountain, who had done a fight with Zhengyang Mountain Yuan Zhenye...

And then, there is a certain gossip that spreads widely on the top of the Aquarius Island, the battle between meritorious deeds.

Some people will inevitably be puzzled. They only heard the truth that the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked. Never thought that there is such a thing as the upper beam and the lower beam being crooked?

But it is real, really real, such a black charcoal girl is indeed brought up by Chen Pingan.

It's like a jump and grow up.

She has walked so far by herself.

In fact, everyone in Luopo Mountain knows well, don’t think that Chen Ping’an is the fiercest on Pei Qian’s side, the strictest discipline, seems to have the worst temper, but in the eyes of the young mountain owner, the gentleness of Pei Qian will not lose. Give warm trees and millet grains.

Ning Yao joked: "When Pei Qian gets married someday, I can worry about you."

Chen Pingan coldly snorted: “Among the peers, there are not a few who are worthy of Pei Qian.”

Chen Ping’an put his hands around his chest, “If anyone dares to move his mind and shake those clever romantic tricks, I’ll **** him.”

Ning Yao smiled and said, "Come on, wherever you are, it will be very difficult for them to cheat Pei Qian."

Chen Pingan nodded, "That's true."

quickly added, "I still have to check."

Then I kept adding, "Not only me, I have to secretly pull Zhu Lian, Cui Dongshan, Jiang Shangzhen, and Mi Yu together to help me check. The old cook is a past person, experienced, and Cui Dongshan is thoughtful. As for Chief Zhou and Mi Cixi, Sepi has the most accurate vision."

"No, I have to get a teacher, and whether the person who is in the school exam is really good at learning. Of course, if the guy is not good at character, nothing will be mentioned."

Chen Pingan intertwined his fingers, raised his arms, stretched out, and whispered: "When Pei Qian went to the Jianqi Great Wall for the first time, Cui Dongshan told me in private that Pei Qian went to the temple when he was a child. When the Bodhisattva kowtows, he will add a sentence sincerely at the end. If the Bodhisattva is very busy, you don’t need to listen to it today. It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t work. I’ll talk about it next time. I’ll do it next time. Anyway, I’ll come often. of."

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Pei Qian made him swear not to tell others.

In fact, she doesn’t want me as a master to know.

Ning Yao turned his head and looked at his profile.

Chen Ping’an turned his head, smiled and said, "Isn't he handsome?"

Ning Yao nodded.

Otherwise?

Otherwise, my Ning Yao will find an ugly monster?

Otherwise, you can still make so many Yingying Yanyan on the mountain, just watching the beautiful scenery, you will be a nympho?

Chen Pingan was a little caught off guard, and he rarely blushed.

Ning Yao remembered something. She had been to the backyard of the Yang family drugstore when she traveled to the Lizhu Cave. She followed Chen Ping’an. At that time, Old Man Yang asked Ning Yao two questions.

On the top of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, a few words are engraved.

Who is talking about the heart?

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

Chen Ping’an nodded and said, “No matter what, when I return to my hometown, I’ll go to the backyard of the drugstore first.”

After saying this, Chen Ping'an looked down at the cloth shoes on his feet.

Ning Yao knows why, this is Chen Pingan reminding him who he is.

Before in the Xianjia Inn, when Chen Ping’an sat on the steps, he had such an action.

Maybe that Mud Bottle Alley

The young apprentice gradually changed clothes, boots, status, age...

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

Chen Ping’an intends to make a special trip to ask Zhao Duanming later, what special authentic small restaurants in the capital, so that he can take Ning Yao around the streets and stroll around.

remembered some past events.

"If my beard is shaved, you two will not be as handsome as I am."

"You ha, the hot pot is very spicy? Don’t you have a drink at your fingertips, you can relieve the spicy, what do you look at, will I blind you...Haha, it’s a melon peel, I really believe it."

"Drink slowly, the wine can't get out of the bowl."

Chen Ping'an leaned forward, swaying his shoulders with his arms folded in his arms, looking at the quiet but deserted street.

If you leave the home-cooked meals aside, Chen Ping’an suddenly realizes that in fact, he has eaten in his entire life. The feast, big fish and meat, is one of the few. The first meal was a trip to school with Xiao Baoping and the rest of his life. At the attendant’s house, he had a meal that allowed Chen Ping’an to have a small sacred sacred mountain offering, followed by a banquet in Nanyuan Guojingcheng, a blessed land of lotus root flowers, and a banquet with the emperor and his family. Ping An rarely spent money to set up a banquet. At that time, he invited Han Jingling, the prince of Shihao Kingdom, and Huang He, the son of the general, to dinner and drink.

Ning Yao asked: "When did you stop wearing straw sandals? When you arrived at the Great Wall of Jianqi?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and smiled: "I really want to say that for the first time, I arrived in the capital of Sui Dynasty. At that time, I bought a special outfit and changed my boots. As a result, I wore it on my feet and was very awkward. I almost didn't know how to walk. And in the end, I didn’t go to the academy. I secretly ran away and ran away. At that time, I was mainly worried that Little Aquarius and Li Huai would stand up with me and be looked down upon. Later I realized that I was thinking too much, but actually not. It's time to escape."

Then Chen Ping’an laughed to himself, “Actually, I didn’t wear straw sandals before I was five years old. Do you remember that inside the house in the alley of clay bottles, I hid a clay pot in the corner?”

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

The earthenware pot, apart from taking out the broken pieces of porcelain, seemed to have been placed in the ancestral house by Chen Ping'an since then, and even Ning Yao didn't know what else was in it... "family property".

And every time Chen Ping’an returned home from a long trip, he would spend the night in Niping Alley, alone, waiting for dawn.

As a young Chen Pingan, he didn't want anyone to feel sorry for himself, and he felt that he was doing well.

Chen Ping’an smiled and said, “In fact, when I was a child, I didn’t sell everything cheaply to pay back. There were two things left.”

There is a custom in his hometown, regardless of whether there is money or not, every household is like this, otherwise it would not be considered a family.

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

Chen Ping’an smiled brightly, raised his hands and stood in front of him, with a short distance between the palms of his hands. He whispered softly, “A pair of shoes I wore when I was a kid, it’s just that big, ha, it’s very small, right.”

Then Chen Ping’an made a few more gestures, “There is still a small dress, spread out, it must be so big.”

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

He stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and whispered, "Ning Yao, I think about the name of our child in the future, so I'll call it Chen Ning, okay? It doesn't matter if you choose your last name, of course, but I always feel ' Ning Chen's not as good as'Chen Ning'."

Chen Ning.

Chen Pingan’s Chen, Ning Yao’s Ning, peaceful Ning, that child, whether it’s a boy or a girl, will always live in stability and peace of mind.

Chen Ping’an actually wants a daughter even more. A girl is better, a little cotton-padded jacket, and then looks more like her mother, and can have more temperament.

Song Xu stayed alone.

Yuan Huajing sat on the futon in the house, Song Xu did not enter the house to take a seat, just sitting on the threshold. The leaders of the two hills rarely get along alone.

Yuan Huajing let out a sulky breath, and asked for the first time: "Song Xu, did you bring any drinks?"

Song Xu smiled and said, "I don’t have anything to do with me, nor do I drink alcohol, and I didn’t bring it. You can find Gaiyan or Yu Yu, they are both willing to earn this money."

Yuan Huajing was silent for a moment, and whispered softly: "In fact, the human heart has been dismantled and exhausted."

Song Xu said: "I don't care. Except for you, the other nine have the same mentality as mine. So what is really dismantled by Mr. Chen is only your selfishness and ambition. If you really want to go back, in fact It was you who helped Mr. Chen personally solve a potential hazard that should have had the opportunity to hold back the mountain. Even if we will join hands in the future, I feel like being tossed by you once, just like Mr. Chen said, just waiting in line The head is nothing."

"Besides, you have to admit one point. As far as you are concerned, you are no longer half-hearted. Then go ask Mr. Chen about the sword. It is meaningless to deceive yourself and others."

"For our Jian Xiu, this is actually a complete loss. The next thing you have to do is to patch up your state of mind, otherwise the most likely demons are not Sui Lin and Lu Hui, but you Yuan. Transformation."

"By the way, if in the next hundred years, a person with the best spiritual aptitude will eventually become the person with the lowest level, what I can do is not to win a joke about Yuan Huajing."

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

Song Xu shook his head and said: "Compared to Mr. Chen and the emperor, I am so smart."

This Yuan Huajing is definitely not a hero, he is ambitious and a hero.

Song Xu has always felt that a general who is dejected and vents his ancestral shadow is not as good as a mundane child who accumulates yin and virtue.

That’s why Song Xu and Yuan Huajing couldn’t talk together. Originally, two people, a Song prince, and a descendant of the Shangzhu Kingdom surname, should be the best match.

Song Xu put his hands on his chest, leaned back to Yuan Huajing, the second prince of Li Li, facing the courtyard, "have you discovered that Mr. Chen and that Chen Pingan are like two extremes?"

"The Chinese teacher once said that if any strong man in the world is just to be feared, it is not enough, it must be awe-inspiring. If we say that Chen Pingan, who opened the door by himself and walked out of the waterless realm before, makes us all desperate. It is the extinction of all things, so it is the'Xu' in the twelve earthly branches."

"Then Mr. Chen, who came to rescue us later, was choosing our humanity recognized by him. At that time, he was Mao? Chen? Zhenwu Shen? It seemed all wrong, maybe more like'Xu'. Everything else?"

Yuan Huajing looked back at that figure, as if he really knew this prince Dali for the first time.

When Song Xuwen raised that "nursery rhyme" flying sword, especially becoming a monk of the earthly branch, it meant that Song Xu would never be an emperor in his life.

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

Song Xu nodded, "Of course I thought about it. I even hated this ‘children’s rhyme’ flying sword. Then one day, I suddenly didn’t want to."

"That time was a ceremonial ceremony. We needed to be guarded secretly. I watched from a distance the emperor, who was wearing a dragon robe, surrounded by the stars. Of course, the emperor was also in the team. I don’t know why, but I didn’t envy him. On the contrary, it feels cramped, just like that dragon robe, which is a cage. I had a strange idea at the time, that is, our Emperor of Dali, where can we go in this life? That night, I went to the city and stood there. At that high place, I suddenly found myself, like the sky and the earth, I can go wherever I want. Father and brother will not be successful. At that moment, I was willing to be a practitioner of proving the longevity."

As the elder brother of Song Xu, the prince Dali, the prince who will be nailed in the future, is indeed very tactical, and his wrists are not bad. It is a big difference between the predecessors and the predecessors. Knowing not to smash those porcelains, books and confessions, because they will record files, but sages and sages are not afraid to smash them. In the end, they can only take some silk and satin products to blow their breath, but the third brother is gentle, although the talent is not as good as Brother, in Song Xu's eyes, may be more resilient, as for the other younger siblings, Song Xu is even more unfamiliar.

In the courtyard, Yushu and Qiongzhiyanluo, how old are you?

Song Xu Leng asked suddenly: "You made the move without authorization this time, did you get the instruction from someone in the palace?"

Yuan Huajing was silent.

Song Xu stopped asking more questions. There is already an answer.

"Not as an example."

Song Xu got up and left, turned his head and said, "I said it."

From today, Yuan Huajing has actually lost his status as the leader of the monks of the Earthly Branch.

On the other side of the flower shed, the old Xiucai didn’t actually drink. He raised Erlang’s legs, interlaced his hands, and put them on his knees. It seemed that he glanced at the colorful knot that Aunt Feng tied with the blue silk. It was very valuable.

Aunt Feng smiled and said: "Why, Wen Sheng is here to help Baihuafudi as a lobbyist and want me to return this thing? Or is it that the flower master gave me some good wine and flower cups for half-sale and half-selling during this discussion. A certain leader of the Middle-earth Confucian Temple has softened his heart, so Jiner Wensheng actually carried a saint's will with the constitution?"

The old scholar said with great righteousness: "What is the matter between ladies, I am a big man."

not good at.

Except for his closed disciples, Wensheng's lineage is a bachelor who can't figure out this matter.

The old scholar angrily said: "Furthermore, it is directed at the many years of friendship between Aunt Feng and our Wensheng. Who dares to be so poor and white on my side, so young and old, and aunt Feng, not to be scolded by me. Eight factors?!"

Auntie Feng nodded, “That’s good, otherwise I’m going to give a eviction order.”

This colorful knot hides mystery, which is why there are so many flower gods in the history of Baihuafudi. The flower gods of generations have never been able to have the root of an ascendant realm. Because of the incomplete lifeline of the natural avenue, entering the fairyland is equivalent to walking It's the end of a dead end. And the lack of a Hundred Flowers Land in the Ascendant Realm is ultimately inadequate.

There are hundreds of flowers in the world, and she was really bullied by Aunt Feng.

The old scholar said casually: "The world is mutual cause and effect, this cause bears this result, this result is the other cause, and the other cause is the result. Anyway, it is such a cycle of cause and effect, and the sage is infiltrated. The truth is such a truth, it can't be simpler. Therefore, things in the world are always going around and around, helping us to meet again, both good and bad. Just saying that you don’t give an example is a hooligan, then I will give an example, and it is also a bit involved with Aunt Feng, such as the Great Wall of Jianqi The criminal officer Haosu, you know? He was born in a blessed land in Fuyaozhou in the past. Not long ago, he cut off Nan Guangzhao's head and accepted an apprentice. He asked that child to swear to kill the flower pickers on the mountain. , Knowing that he shouldn't stay for long, tried to leave Haoran and seek refuge in the Qingming world, but was blocked by the saint of ceremonies.

Of course, Auntie Feng doesn’t think that Bai Yujing’s invincible disposition would be so gloomy. It’s just that the old scholar’s ​​seemingly random example is quite reasonable.

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

The old scholar is actually not helping people to resolve grievances. It’s just a natural toil and can’t help but say that it’s done. Aunt Feng and Baihuafudi have settled a grievance. It’s the best, and it doesn’t matter.

Aunt Feng held the colorful knot the size of a copper coin, and the green silk was like a waterfall, pouring from one shoulder, like a sudden flood bursting a bank, flowing turbulently between the deep valleys and gullies.

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

Aunt Feng was puzzled, and joked: "Why, when I was the girl in the hook, I want to undress and undress? When things are coming, the big masters are instead counseled?"

The old scholar was so frightened that he couldn't speak well, and waved his hands vigorously, and drank a sip of the wine to suppress the shock.

Suddenly, Aunt Feng re-wrapped the colored knot on a blue silk, and said: "Understood, Wen Sheng wants to give this benefit to Chen Ping An to help him travel through China in the coming year, so as to forge a blessing with a hundred flowers. Pile of good destiny?"

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

Aunt Feng smiled and said, "Being a sir, is it hard work for the students to pave the way?"

The old scholar shook his head and said: "Wrong, let the many saints in the Middle-earth Confucian Temple who did not recognize the knowledge of Wensheng's lineage before, and now they have greatly improved their impressions. It is the credit of my closed disciple. Seeing me, at best, it was a good deal with Wen Sheng, but now it is different, and I am willing to sincerely ask a few words from my old talent."

And what made these old-fashioned changes their attitude was not Chen Ping'an’s sword, or even the deployment of soldiers and strategists who commanded the line of hidden officials in the Summer Palace, but this one who was more "notorious" in the Great Wall of Jianqi than Aliang. The scholars who originally hated Haoran’s Great Wall of Sword Qi, and later Feishengcheng, there is the sound of langlangshu, especially for those local sword repairers, and gradually have a relatively peaceful attitude towards Haoran. At least they recognize Haoran’s fact. There are good and bad.

Perhaps Chen Ping’an himself hasn’t realized one thing yet. Although he has not personally changed a Shujianhu or anything, he has actually changed the customs of a sword-like Great Wall.

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

Aunt Feng lifted the slender and slender puppet that was called the palm of her hand, and gently rubbed her red nails with the belly of her thumb, and asked casually: “The inn was very quiet before, didn’t Wen Sheng seem particularly worried about Chen Pingan?

The old scholar shook his head and said: "Passing the heart pass and cutting the heart demon, my disciple of closing door, I am not here yet."

But in fact, the old scholar almost called the saint directly. Anyway, bragging is not against the law.

Then the old scholar smiled, turned around and picked up the wine jar, "It's human nature to live a stable life for a long time. It is inevitable to be boring. This is human nature. The pleasures of the world are like drinking alcohol, often when you wake up, it is extremely difficult to keep, only loss. But bitter things are like tea, and there are often opportunities to be free of bitterness, which makes people feel cherished. The ordinary thing is to drink water, which is not tasteful, but you have to drink it every day.

Auntie Feng still bowed her head, with one hand cocked, and the other hand, gently touching the bright red nails, as if she hadn't heard the meaning of Wen Sheng.

The old scholar gently put down the jar of Hundred Flower Stuffed Rice. Seeing that the auntie was deliberately pretending to be stupid, he simply pointed out, “Now don’t think about betting any more. It’s considered kind enough. Besides, our ritual saint is not very good-tempered. I urge seniors to say that you don’t mess with anyone. For thousands of years, the ritual has not said a few words in the Confucian Temple , On the contrary, I have great patience with you, and I have never talked less. Don’t take some scholars’ abiding by the rules as justified."

Aunt Feng raised her head and said with a smile: "Okay, I know. Don't worry, in the Lizhu Cave, I'm the one who listens to me the most."

The old scholar nodded and said: "That's why I went through this experience."

Aunt Feng did nothing less about betting, but compared to other old immortals, her methods are gentler and more recent, like Sun Jiashu of Lao Longcheng, Zhou Ju from Guanhu Academy, and Aunt Feng. There have been different ways of preaching and protecting the way, such as the ancestral abacus of the Sun family, and the digital golden incense villain. The latter likes to roll on the abacus, which means the wealth is rolling. When Sun Jiashu meditates on the numbers, the golden Little people will push the abacus beads. This is not a practice method, it is a veritable gift of supernatural power. Then there is the book on the house of the Sun family

On the table, the inconspicuous oil lamp that needs to be constantly fueled by the Patriarch of the Sun family is also the handwriting of Aunt Feng.

Auntie Feng began to change the subject, saying: "The appointment letter written by Wen Sheng Gang Chen Ping'an, is it counted as unprecedented?"

To talk about this, I have to drink a little wine to cheer up. The old Xiu just took a sip of Baihua Stuffed Rice. "It’s okay. The old man has no time to talk to me in Suishan. The saint of ceremony is very busy. The three leaders of the Confucian Temple, Fu Lao Fu, Jing Sheng Xiping... plus together, anyway, there must be more than 20 scholars who are qualified to eat cold pork head. They are all kind to help review the text."

Aunt Feng said with emotion: “To be honest, I still can’t believe that Chen Ping’an can really get to where I am today.”

The old scholar cocked Erlang's legs, covered his knees with his hands, looked at the sky, smiled and said, "I don't know the moon when I am young. He is called a white jade plate. Listen, my brother Bai is a child of a wealthy family when I was a child, otherwise Where can I write such a verse, like me, and Ping An, a poor people like us, at least feel like a white bowl, a pie, and how can I say such a rich bastard, or a white jade plate?"

Aunt Feng asked curiously: "Will Bai Ye be a sword repairman in this life?"

The old scholar did not answer this question, but just smiled to himself, whether he was a sword repairer or not, Bai had to wear a tiger hat before he reached his age.

It was okay when I was young, it looked cute, and it was still like that when I was young, isn’t it just silly?

However, the old scholar thinks that this kind of whiteness is actually another kind of pride that I have never had before.

My old talent adds another great beauty to the world.

Aunt Feng smiled and said: "Earthly branch monks, although their temperament is not bad, but they are inevitably arrogant, and the eyes are above the top. This is good, I met you, a closed disciple, and it was really hard. Nearly half of the cultivators who have almost beaten them will have a heart demon, and they deserve to be the Hidden Officer of the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

She couldn't help but drank a sip of wine, as a celebration, those little rascals, didn’t they even look at her before? Although it is related to their ignorance of her identity, even if they do, they may not respect her how. Especially the sword repairer Yuan Huajing, whose heart is higher than the sky, in fact, for so many years, has been trying to kill a **** with the flying sword "Stop Spirit", which was renamed "Yelang".

The old Xiucai said: "With the earthly branches, there will be heavenly stems, and there will be plans such as 28 stars. For example, on Bai Yujing's side, Dao's second child has been planning the five hundred spiritual officials."

The most important thing about this kind of thing is to fight for the first place. It is to occupy a certain one first, and it will form a kind of first hand of the great circle. For example, the monk of the earthly branch, the first one is like Cui Yang’s first hand on the chessboard. Whoever makes this move will form an indestructible chessboard. If others want to imitate this move, it will be too late and will be rejected by the Dao. And this pioneer must be the reincarnation of a **** with numerology, and the threshold is extremely high.

Aunt Feng hesitated for a moment, waved her sleeves, and a breeze swept across a fire temple. Then she said: "Lu Chen set up a fortune-telling stall in Lizhu Cave. After all, I personally participated in the completion of the earthly branch. I have talked to Lu Chen and listened to him. Obviously, he had already counted Cui Yang’s plan. It was just that when he mentioned it, he was rather absent-minded, saying, “The poor Dao skills are shallow and I dare not be the first in the world. I can only follow others. Behind his ass, draw a scoop according to the gourd, at most winning by quantity.'"

"Lu Chen said something strange to me when he arrived, saying that an accident given by Cui Yang was the real accident of the wild world. Later I learned that it was saying that Aquarius Island was blocking the wild world."

The old scholar has weird eyes and complex complexion.

Aunt Feng noticed the strangeness of the old scholar, "Any other mysteries?"

The old scholar was drinking and not talking.

Wen Hai of the Wild World is thorough. Before he reached the sky, he chose the first hand for ten days. After he went to the sky, the Wild World immediately filled up ten people. The key first was his closed disciple, the Jiashen account clogs. Later Zhou Qinggao stepped into the Jade Realm.

Baopingzhou, Dali State Master Cui Yun began to build the twelve earthly branches.

After is the twenty-eight stars of Bai Yujing's three masters. The first step is the younger brother of that generation of teachers and apprentices, with the name Shanqing.

The former Haoran Jia Sheng, and later Wen Hai Zhou Mi, are the first to start the layout of the monastic years.

Lu Chen might not have thought of this later than Zhou Mi and Cui Yang, but even if he had thought of it early, he would definitely be unwilling to work because of his loose nature and tired temper.

Aunt Feng said helplessly: "Wen Sheng, don't be silent."

The old scholar sighed, raised his hand, and pointed to his head, "Cui Yang deliberately suppressed his mind many years ago, that is, deliberately lowered his chess power. When did he move his hand? When Al-Liang returned to the Haoran World, it might be earlier. I don’t even know what it means to be unconscious. Therefore, Cui Huang's soul separated out Cui Dongshan. Although he did have a plan, it was a layout of one continent. One of the links, but the biggest intention, is just a blind trick. You can fool yourself before you can deceive all the mountain monks in the world. So for Zhou Mi and the entire wild world, this is the biggest accident. With this accident, there was a later accident."

"Do you really think that Zhou Mi has no defense against Aquarius? How could it be possible? You have to know that the whole barren world's worst strategy is the best strategy of Zhou Mi alone, since Zhou Mi has long been on guard against Aquarius and the Dali court, especially Li The ascending platform in the Pearl Cave Sky is even more a must-have thing, so how can Zhou Mi not have an extremely meticulous calculation?"

The old scholar murmured: "Now that we are aggressively attacking the wilds, what are we lacking? Immortal money? Manpower and material resources? The strength of the mountain monks? No, these are the ones that we dominate. The only thing missing, the most lacking, It was such a big accident that Zhou Mi couldn't even count."

Aunt Feng was stunned. Cui Yang is sick, right? !

It’s no wonder that in the Lizhu Cave, Cui Dongshan, who was able to play the game with Zheng Juzhong, and Qi Jingchun’s master brothers "turned against each other", using the future younger brother as a chessboard, Cui Yun was always at a disadvantage. It’s very interesting. It’s interesting to see the boy with a mole on his eyebrows eating everywhere, falling and falling again. She stood by and watched the excitement. In fact, she was quite gloating. You didn’t drink less at that time. As a result, your old talent is today. With me, is this actually the embroidered tiger deliberately? Then Qi Jingchun had already understood, just to cooperate with it? Well, you two brothers, when we are all fools?

Aunt Feng slapped her head and shook her head vigorously and said: "No, old scholar, you have said it yourself, it is his best strategy to reach the sky carefully, Cui Huang and Qi Jingchun, why don't they stop?! Isn't it a deliberate plan, it ended up in vain? field?"

The old scholar squinted his eyes and said: "We have preserved Liuxiazhou, Beiju Luzhou and Aiaizhou, so that the mountains and rivers of the three continents will not lose an inch, and the eight continents have not been occupied by the wild world, and the middle-earth continent is besieged. How many fewer people have we died in the world? In Aunt Feng’s mouth, is it just a waste of work?"

Aunt Feng was horrified, and immediately got up and apologized: "Wen Sheng, I was the one who failed to speak."

is really this old talent who came to visit the door. He smiles and is not stingy. He is so friendly and approachable, so that Aunt Feng almost forgot about it. Wen Sheng has a few progeny, which temper is good? Cui Yang, the national teacher who once said "His Majesty the emperor only needs to listen"? After hitting the "Sword Fairy Embryo" in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, Liu Shilu, who once expelled the world's water descendants to flee in a hurry, just to survive? Forcing Qi Jingchun, the ancestor of the Lu family of Yin and Yang family, who almost couldn't solve it by himself? Or the disciple of the closed door who just cut off the head of the Empress Dowager Dali not long ago?

And the source of this trend is the old talent in front of him.

The old scholar nodded and then blinked, "I really don't know the reason. I'm known for only accepting apprentices and teaching. I'm not good at these rounds and corners. It's enough that blue is better than blue. "

Ok. My old talent is not good at it, but several of my students are very good at it. The first disciple, Xiao Qi, the closed disciple.

As for Zuo Zuo and Jun Qian, they are all fools who lack roots. You will only show up on the younger brother’s side, looking for scolding, right? Dare to blame Mr. for being partial? Of course not.

Aunt Feng was really curious. She said, "Master Wensheng, just a reminder, there will be a reward! For example...I am willing to help the Confucian Temple and take the initiative to do something in the wild world. As for merit, it is all counted. In the vein of Wensheng."

The old scholar shook his head, "Farewell, seniors don’t need to be like this. I am ashamed for being ineffective. Our line is not good for this one."

Aunt Feng sat back on the steps, raised her head and took a sip of wine, wiped her mouth and smiled bitterly, “I dare not go back to the town because of what Wen Sheng said.”

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

Look at that year.

A Lizhu Cave Sky, just like the landscape of mountains and rivers, just so little people.

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

Later, his nephew Cui Dongshan, or his former brother Cui Yang.

Old sword strip under the bridge. One of the five highest, sword bearer. Back then, Aunt Feng and the others had actually mistakenly thought that she was just the sword spirit.

Ruan Xiu. Li Liu. God of Fire, God of Water. Five to the highest two.

Pharmaceutical shop Old man Yang, Qingtong Tianjun, Eastern Prince, holding one of the two old heavenly ascending platforms, was once the ancestor of the male earth immortal.

Master Yao of Long Kiln.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, master of magic and supernatural powers, master of the world talisman, alchemy.

Fulu Street, Li Xisheng, the first disciple of Taoist ancestors, is one of the "one of" Bai Yujing master.

Lu Chen who sets up a stall, Qingming Tianxia, ​​and Bai Yujing, the three head teachers.

Zhigui, the last real dragon in the world.

Walking through the streets, carts selling candied haws, Zou Zi, a yin and yang family who "does everything in heaven".

Aunt Feng, an old coachman, the ancestor of the Fulong family, the ancestor of the Lu family of the Five Elements family in the middle-earth family.

Li Er. Zheng Dafeng, the gatekeeper.

Originally expected to break the barrier of heaven and become a **** of pure martial artist, Cui Cheng.

Fang Wang Song Changjing, who served as a kiln supervisor for a period of time.

Blind Taoist "Jia Sheng", the dragon-slasher three thousand years ago.

Ruan Qiong, the first swordsmith in Aquarius.

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

Ning Yao, the first person in the colorful world today.

Later, Baidi Cheng Zheng Juzhong also appeared in the small town.

Just imagine, anyone who travels in a foreign country, who dares to make a mistake here, claiming to be invincible?

better than swordsmanship? Dao Fa? Martial arts? Supernatural power? Calculation?

Regardless of whether you are a great monk in the ascension realm, whether it is Nan Guangzhao who has been decapitated by criminal officer Haosu, or the powerful ascension of Ye Xiu's background and Taoist name Qingmi, if you know in advance a little Lizhu cave sky All the truth and the inside story of Chen Lingjun, it is estimated that they have to walk with soft legs, and they may not be as courageous as Chen Lingjun.

In the small town, the older ones would never dare to provoke the slightest, but the younger ones would dare outsiders? In fact, I dare not.

The youngest generation at that time, among them were Chen Ping An, Liu Xianyang, Song Jixin, Ma Kuxuan, Li Baoping, Li Huai, Gu Can, Zhao You, Lin Shouyi, Xie Ling, Sudian, Shi Lingshan...

Looking back, even if it is the locals in the small town or the existence of Aunt Feng, being in it is actually the same situation as looking at flowers in the mist.

"Is there anything I dare not return to, I am not afraid of shadows when I am upright, and I have no ghosts in my heart, so I am not afraid of walking at night."

The old scholar smiled and said: "But then, it's really not like you, Aunt Feng. There are endless people in the world, and the time of my generation is limited. It may be because of this that we will cherish this travel in the world."

The person who cultivates the Tao is no longer human.

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

this is not right.

The old scholar stood up and planned to return to the Confucian Temple. Of course, he did not forget to put the two jars of Hundred Flower Brew into his sleeves and thanked Aunt Feng, "But so that the master can be drunk and treat a foreign land as his hometown. Senior, it’s a blessing in the world."

Auntie Feng followed up and asked tentatively: "Wen Sheng, don't you tell me the reason?"

The old scholar smiled and said, “After listening so much, I’m replaced by my closed disciple, and I already have the answer in my heart.”

Auntie Feng stretched out her hand to twist the colorful knots, and said angrily: "Wen Sheng, if you don't tell me, I will treat it like nothing."

The old scholar smiled and shook his head, which was boring. Besides, I didn't take it seriously. As for the closed disciples, even more so. You are not the only one who is willing to destroy the flowers.

Aunt Feng sighed and accepted her fate, "One yard, one yard, I will send things, Wen Sheng don’t worry, after taking care of Chen Ping’an, he will only be regarded as a guest of honor when he travels to the blessed land, maybe he will stay there for many years. It’s not difficult for the blessed land to be a guest."

For a year and twelve months, in Baihuafudi, there will be a high-ranking December Flower God. Among these twelve flower gods, there will be the blessed flower master Empress, and the four life masters who are in charge of the four seasons of flowers. The goddess of flowers, the twelve goddess of flowers, all have their own natal guest, and there is also the grand guest who is similar to the peony flower. Of course, Bai did not appreciate it and never visited the blessed land.

Therefore, the imaginary title of Taishang Keqing cannot be taken seriously. It is mostly a sentimental act by the flower god. Moreover, the position of the Taishang Keqing of Hundred Flowers in the blessed land has been vacant for thousands of years. In fact, the blessed land is waiting for someone to be granted My aunt retrieved the colorful knot made from the lifeline of the flower god.

The eyes of the old scholar brightened, and the predecessor was so kind to compare his heart to heart.

It’s just the answer, I still don’t say it, suffocating you to death.

Aunt Feng suddenly said: “Why don’t I make a bet with Wensheng, I’ve been drunk by me for so many years, but there is not much left. How about I bet that Chen Ping’an can’t give that answer?”

The old celebrity came into interest, and said: "What if the senior won? After all, the senior won is too big. In my opinion, it is simply a winning ticket, so there are only ten altars of wine. Is it less?"

Aunt Feng twitched, "Then eighteen jars of wine, I only have 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 December Flower god, come to my side to admit a mistake. If Chen Ping’an gets the knot and travels to the Hundred Flowers, regardless of whether he is the grand guest, anyway, as long as he fails to let the Flower God admit his mistake, he must promise me one thing, such as Protect the flower-picking thieves on the mountain from being killed."

The old scholar was shocked and said: "It is not appropriate to bet such a big bet?"

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

The old scholar rubbed his hands and said: "Follow it, just bet on it, and bet on it."

Aunt Feng used her life’s magical powers. From the long river of time, it seemed to pick up a stream, and then condensed into a breeze, and went to Chen Ping’an at the entrance of the inn.

Aunt Feng was about to speak, the old scholar took out a jug of wine from his sleeve, shook it, and said with confidence: "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 that wisp of breeze returned to the flower shed of the Fire God Temple. After hearing the words of her husband almost instantly, Chen Ping’an gave the answer on the spot, saying only four words, which was actually Cui Yang back then In Shujianhu, I said it a long time ago.

"Please enter the urn."