Sword of Coming

Emperor Song He said something straight to the point, but Chen Ping'an seemed to have no intention of speaking at all. After a moment, Song He obviously had no intention of returning home just like that. He glanced at the banquet bowls and chopsticks on the table and moved his hands. A chair changed its position slightly, tilted towards Chen Ping'an, and asked: "Mr. Chen, shall we sit down and chat?"

Chen Pingan nodded, moved his chair, pulled his coat, sat down, and crossed his legs.

Revealing a pair of white-soled and black-surfaced cloth shoes on her feet.

Song He said: "Mr. Chen, please think more about it. I can wait."

Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Is this what the Queen Mother means?"

Song He shook his head and said, "It's my own idea."

Song He didn't think that if he asked, the other party would immediately agree to serve as the Grand Master of Da Li.

Three groups of people and three wedding banquet tables are not adjacent to each other.

His Majesty the Emperor and Chen Ping'an were at a table alone. Naturally, they wanted to talk about business. Both parties were seated at this moment.

A king at the foot of the mountain and a sect leader on the mountain are peers.

The two of them neither sat opposite each other, nor did they face the leftovers on the wine table.

Queen Yu Mian stood next to another wine table.

This time out of the palace, Emperor Song He naturally went out incognito. Except for Queen Yu Mian, he only had three attendants with him, an old eunuch dressed as a rich man and a supervisor of rituals, and a man who was not very visible in the court and public affairs of Dali. Worshiped by the Song family, he is the guardian of the Song family's imperial mausoleum. The last guard was left on the street outside the front door of Bian's house, responsible for guarding the carriage.

Yu Miangui is the Empress of Dali, and the Song family of Dali has had the imperial advisor Cui Chan for nearly a hundred years, and has never worried about the harem, noble relatives, or eunuchs interfering in politics, so Yu Mian has also seen many successful people in the mountains. Now, he is as graceful and graceful as Wei Bo, the king of Beiyue Mountain, the immortal master of Fengxue Temple who looks like a child, and the rich and long beard of the old family master of Jiang family in Yunlin looks like a god.

In addition, there were a handful of exceptions, which impressed Yu Mian even more. For example, Ruan Qiong, the saint of the Longquan Sword Sect, the chief minister of the Great Li Dynasty, could not be said to be slovenly, but dull and taciturn. Every time he entered the palace When meeting the emperor, Master Ruan didn't say much. The emperor almost always asked questions. Master Ruan's answers were very "succinct and concise" every time, as if...he was anxious to go back to the mountains to forge iron and make swords. There is also Xiyue Mountain Lord Tong Wenchang who looks like a villager and old farmer. He is dressed in coarse linen and likes to go barefoot all year round. Not to mention standing with Wei Bo, even if he stands side by side with Zhongyue Mountain Lord Jin Qing, to be honest, she Yu Mian no longer judges people by their appearance. , and also sincerely feel that Mr. Tong Shanjun is indeed a bit shabby.

When Tong Shanjun was sitting there, Yu Mian was worried that he would pick his feet.

As for the young swordsman from Luo Luo Mountain in front of him, Yu Mian will certainly remember him vividly.

Yu Mian is a very attentive woman. She just noticed the pair of finely stitched cloth shoes at a glance.

The last table was, of course, the two in-laws whose children had just gotten married. Both parties are from official families in the Great Li capital, and their official positions are not very high, but they are both from the clear stream of Kejia. But now, there is only one person who is qualified to participate in the morning court, Bian Wenmao.

Everyone was holding their breath and no one dared to whisper.

A pair of newlyweds were so excited that their faces turned red, as if they were in a dream.

Lin Shouyi, as the only outsider, sat next to his classmate Shi Jiachun.

Queen Yu Mian turned her head to look at them with a smile, stretched out her hand and pressed twice to signal everyone to sit down.

After everyone sat down, Bian Wenmao found that the Queen was still standing there, so he wanted to stand up, but as soon as he raised his buttocks, he felt it was even more inappropriate, so he had to sit back silently.

Emperor Song He said: "I have always had a doubt and would like to ask Mr. Chen for advice."

Chen Pingan said: "Just ask."

Song He asked: "It seems that Mr. Chen's impression of the Dali court is not bad after those experiences back then?"

For example, according to Dali intelligence, Chen Ping'an passed through Shushui Kingdom in the middle of Aquarius Continent during his second trip, and became friends with the martial artist Song Yushao. In the formation, a young man holding a locust sword signed himself up and said openly, "Dali Chen Ping'an is here!"

Chen Ping'an twisted his wrist and produced a vermilion wine gourd. He took a sip of wine and gently placed the sword-raising gourd on his knees. "The first time I traveled far away was when I went to Sui Dynasty with Lin Shouyi and others. The Cliff Academy within the territory. Exited from Yefu Pass and entered the Huangting Kingdom, which was still a vassal of the Gao clan in the Sui Dynasty. The return route was still from the Huangting Kingdom, but we took a plank road and entered the pass from Niuzhan. It was extremely windy and snowy at that time. During this period, I met a group of frontier army scouts from a distance. One of them stood out. He was a young cavalryman. He must have been in his early twenties at the time. At that time, I didn’t quite understand why the cavalryman came towards me on horseback. It would be a resolute look. I figured it out later. This team of elite cavalry mistook me for an enemy spy at first, and he might be a Qi practitioner. So the most correct thing to do at that time was to immediately notify the nearby people. Those monks who were accompanying the Great Li Cavalry, and in this narrow encounter in the wind and snow, the two sides were very likely to know life and death in an instant. After I reported my identity, I handed over the customs clearance document issued by the Longquan County Government to verify my identity. After everything was correct, the cavalryman sitting on the horse did not throw the Guan ultimatum to me casually, but got off his horse. After returning the Guan ultimatum, he smiled and said something to me, which roughly meant: The weather is bad and the wind and snow block the road. If you are worried about running into trouble, you can go to their beacon to rest and repair, prepare food, and wait until the wind and snow subside before continuing on your way."

A traveler who has traveled thousands of miles and thousands of rivers narrated this incident that happened more than 20 years ago.

Emperor Song He was very patient and listened to every word. However, after listening, he was inevitably a little suspicious.

Just such a small thing?

Chen Ping'an asked: "Your Majesty, do you think the matter is too small and you can't believe it?"

Song He nodded and said, "It's true, I find it unbelievable."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Is it really a small matter?"

Shaking his head, Chen Ping'an asked and answered himself, "I don't think so. As a Dali cavalry, I am not afraid of death when facing the gods on the mountain. As a border scout, I care about the people of Dali very much."

This made a young man from Huaihuang County, Longquan County, who had just started practicing boxing and martial arts, an apprentice kiln worker in Muping Alley who had to worry about soiling the bluestones on his straw sandals when going to Fulu Street and Taoye Alley, to have a deep understanding of the illusory "Da Li Dynasty". ”, got the first relatively clear impression.

Chen Pingan hit his knee with the sword gourd, "In my opinion, there are three people who can save the world for the awe-inspiring sword energy: the sword light of the Great Wall, the chivalrous spirit of Beiju Luzhou, and the horse hooves of the Great Li Cavalry."

Such words, even if they were true, would still seem... inappropriate to any outsider, and they might even seem to be blatant.

But when it came out of Chen Pingan's mouth, it seemed extremely weighty and couldn't be more appropriate.

In the past, everyone might have thought that it was too childish for Qi Jingchun to choose an inconspicuous boy from Mud Bottle Lane to be his master and apprentice. It is inevitable to ask why.

But now everyone would think that Qi Jingchun's foresight in the Lizhu Cave Heaven, which was so close to him, was really good for accepting such a close-knit disciple of the Wen Sheng lineage who could continue his incense.

Queen Yu Mian was considerate and personally brought a pot of wine and a wine glass to Emperor Song He.

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded to her.

The empress turned sideways, folded her skirt and gave a blessing.

The woman in front of me is kind and gentle.

A daughter-in-law of the Song family who is not liked by the Empress Dowager Nanhao must be a good empress of Dali.

Yu Mian walked back to the previous wine table.

Song He smiled and said: "Yu Mian has always felt that Mr. Chen is a gentleman who cultivates internally and externally."

Chen Pingan almost mistakenly thought that the emperor in front of him was possessed by Xiao Mo, and asked: "How can you see it?"

Song He said: "There is a table at the entrance of Luopo Mountain, and tea will be provided to passers-by."

Chen Pingan laughed it off. I just said a little thing. Your Majesty, the Emperor, do you want to follow my example? If that's the case, it's not much better than Xianwei's trick of cheating money.

"And the local woodcutter in the mountains in Huaihuang County and the master kiln workers who go into the mountains to search for soil dare to sit down and drink tea."

Song He continued: "In Yu Mian's words, you can see the big from the small. You can see Mr. Chen's family tradition and Luo Luoshan's family tradition in the details. Rich families often have poor relatives coming and going, and they never return empty-handed. A house of loyalty. When passing by the high gate, people will not deliberately walk past it as if to avoid disaster. It is the gate of accumulating good deeds."

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "Your Majesty has a good wife."

Shi Jiachun stretched his neck and glanced at Chen Pingan quietly.

Just by standing up and sitting down again, Chen Ping'an became a completely different person.

He wears a white hosta on his head, a green shirt, a long coat, and a pair of cloth shoes.

The smile on his face is calm, and his body is full of aura. Perhaps this is the Taoist Qi of the Immortal family that has been living in the mountains for a long time?

In short, he is no longer the boy with dark skin and bright eyes in straw sandals.

Shi Jiachun looked away, glanced at his husband, and then at Lin Shouyi.

Husband Bian Wenmao is already a man with slightly frosty temples.

Lin Shouyi, who was about the same age, still had the appearance of a young man.

Bian Wenmao's understanding of Lin Shouyi was that his wife only said that Lin Mutou was a warm-hearted person with a pale face. His father used to be a minor official in the yamen of the kiln affairs supervision department in his hometown. If you hold a minor official position, you may be able to shine on your family name, but in Nanxunfang, where officials are said to be everywhere, it is not enough.

Lin Shouyi joked softly: "Remember to look for the chair where His Majesty is sitting, and keep it when you come back. It can be used as a family heirloom."

Shi Jiachun glared and wanted to say something back, but Bian Wenmao stretched out his hand in a panic and pressed her arm hard. Shi Jiachun put a finger to his lips to remind Lin Shouyi not to say anything.

Lin Shouyi smiled and nodded, and looked apologetically at Bian Wenmao, whose forehead was covered with sweat. Bian Wenmao responded with a wry smile. He was really too nervous.

Yu Mian looked at Lin Shouyi, a forty-year-old Yuanying realm monk who had served as the consecrator of Qidu Temple.

You must know that the Supreme Elder of Changchun Palace is in the Nascent Soul realm.

The chief worshiper of the Dali Dynasty, the military sage Ruan Qiong, was also in the Jade Pu realm.

In many small vassal countries in the south, a golden elixir earth immortal can serve as the chief worshipper or even the national advisor.

In fact, His Majesty the Emperor was very fond of this person, and even intended to let Lin Shouyi take charge of the Ministry of Rites Shrine and the Qing Dynasty Officials Department. After seven or eight years of experience in the officialdom of the capital, he could be promoted to the position of Minister of Rites again.

Maybe it's because the younger generation in the old Li Zhudongtian are too bright and shining.

This made Lin Shouyi not so conspicuous.

Because there is Chen Ping'an from Luoluo Mountain, Liu Xianyang, the swordsman who has been studying in the Chen family of Nanbosu Island for ten years, Ma Kuxuan, who became a blockbuster in Zhenwu Mountain, and Zhao Yao from the Dali Xingbu who has been to the colorful world. There is the "madman" Gu Can who became the direct disciple of Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City...

It seems that Lin Shouyi, who has been wandering around Aquarius Continent, has been ignored. There is no unattainable mountain discipleship, no shocking mountain battles, only years after years of concentrated study and silent cultivation of Taoism. Therefore, Lin Shouyi Shouyi's so-called "famous in the two capitals" is actually far underestimated, because now people in the mountains and downstairs only regard Lin Shouyi as a golden elixir earthly immortal. The prophecy of "Nascent Soul" is misleading.

Shi Jiachun was really curious. She tilted her body, put her hand to her mouth, lowered her voice, and asked Lin Shou in a low voice: "What is your Majesty talking to Chen Ping'an?"

Lin Shouyi said: "I can't hear it either."

The guardian of the tomb who practiced in Jie Mao of the Great Li Emperor's Mausoleum set up a landscape barrier that separated the heaven and the earth.

Shi Jiachun exclaimed: "Chen Ping'an is so courageous. He chats with His Majesty so casually. Does this count as chatting and laughing?"

Lin Shouyi smiled and nodded.

If you are not brave enough, you will not be able to become the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Besides, if Chen Pingan was timid back then, would he dare to like Ning Yao?

Shi Jiachun hesitated.

Lin Shouyi said from the bottom of his heart: "Don't worry, no matter whether we can reach an agreement or not, it will be a good thing for you anyway. Chen Ping'an always does things safely."

With Chen Pingan's temper, if Emperor Song He dared to anger the Bian family, the consequences would be more serious than falling out with Chen Pingan on the spot. He might even run back to the palace and overturn the table.

But I believe that with today's magnanimity, one would not be so petty.

Lin Shouyi still doesn't know yet, but Chen Ping'an has actually turned over the table with Queen Mother Da Li Nan Hairpin.

Shi Jiachun nodded. Whether it was Lin Shouyi, who had been a classmate of his hometown school for many years, or Chen Ping'an, who later became Li Baoping's junior uncle, she felt they were all trustworthy.

This is a woman's intuition.

Xiaomo and Xianwei did not go to Bian's house to attend the wedding banquet, but found a nearby alley. Xiaomo stood against the wall, while Xianwei squatted aside and took a bottle of wine. He bought it with his own money. He had no choice but to pay for it. If you can't afford the family money or the wedding banquet, you can only rely on yourself.

It doesn't matter, anyway, from now on, I will be a Taoist with an air of immortality. All I have in my pocket is immortal money. Gold and silver, these yellow and white things at the foot of the mountain, are nothing. They are too tacky and detract from the immortality.

Xianwei looked at the busy traffic outside Bian's house and said with his tongue: "Guanglu Temple Prime Minister, the official is not young, let alone the capital official of your Dali Dynasty. According to the current rules of Aquarius Continent, the local officials of Dali are higher than the civil and military officials of the vassal." The first rank, the capital official must be the next higher rank. If this is placed in the small vassal countries in the south, he must be the top leader of the Dajiuqing Yamen, or at least the minister of the Sixth Ministry. Master Cao is worthy of being a god on the mountain, and the friends he knows are either rich or noble. , There are no white men coming and going."

Xiao Mo looked at the Xianwei who drank like a cow with his head raised, and couldn't help but ask: "Do you like drinking that much?"

Xianwei put down the wine bottle, burped, patted his stomach and wiped his mouth, "I can't say I like it much."

Then Xianwei raised the wine bottle in his hand and grinned, "Am I drinking? I am drinking money."

After these years of being homeless and destitute, I am very hungry and cold. I have to eat one meal and three meals a day. The key is to rely on deception and abduction to make money, otherwise I will really become a beggar. Every time I take action, I still have to be frightened. After all, prison food is not delicious. Now with Master Cao Xian, he has a place to sleep, and he can eat cakes when he is hungry and drink wine when he is thirsty. Xianwei is almost crying with happiness.

Xianwei remembered something, "Xiao Mo, tell me the truth, why does the old man from the Daozheng Yamen Office in the capital call Master Cao Xian 'Master Chen'?"

Xiao Mo said: "Cao Mo is a pseudonym that the young master uses when he travels around the world."

"Xiao Mo."

Xianwei took a sip of wine and spoke like Cao Mo, "I want to ask you what you mean by 'mountain master'?"

Is there a fairy mountaintop, a fairy cave, dragons entrenched, and fairy birds singing? Strange flowers and plants all over the mountains and natural treasures everywhere?

Since Cao Mo was a Taoist who knew the magic of immortals, could come in and out of the Taoist official office and the Bible Translation Bureau in the capital at will, and was a "mountain master", he could not be any worse.

You can't weigh it, how thick is the thigh you are hugging? How high are the backers that you can find based on your own ability?

Xiao Mo lowered his head and glanced at Xian Wei. Because he could keenly sense the opponent's heartstrings, this guy's mind was always so whimsical.

Xiao Mo explained: "Young master bought some hills in his hometown."

The Xianwei asked: "The top of the mountain? How big is it?"

Xiao Mo said: "I have never been to Young Master's hometown. After leaving the capital this time, you will soon be able to see the mountains with your own eyes."

Xianwei said oh.

Xiao Mo asked: "In the future, I will follow my young master up the mountain and practice Taoism. What do you want to do?"

"It has to be there, how could it not be."

The immortal captain said categorically: "We must capture the fox and the charming ghost, let the goddess fall into her dream, and travel together in the fairyland..."

Xiao Mo regretted asking this question. Listening to Xian Wei's ramblings, this guy actually summarized "Thirty things that must be done after cultivating Taoism and becoming an immortal." Xiao Mo really couldn't listen anymore and couldn't help but remind him. Said: "Xianwei, have you ever heard of the noble man's words? A flower seems to be troublesome, but a stone that cannot speak is the most pleasant."

The Xianwei stopped talking angrily, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he said worriedly: "Master Cao's mountain top can be anywhere, but it's best not to be near Piyun Mountain!"

Xiao Mo asked: "Why is this?"

"You wear the clouds on the mountain with high wind and bright integrity, and the gentle breeze on your sleeves, Lord Wei Shan!"

The Xianwei high-fived the wine pot and said with great emotion: "Xiao Mo, you have never heard of this? Even I have heard of the famous Wei Shanjun of Piyun Mountain. It is said that there are several night banquets held every year. As a result, the mountain immortals, city gods, and mountain gods and water gods in the entire Beiyue realm are all selling pots and iron, tightening their belts and living in unspeakable misery. They even say that they are just big roosters. When passing by Piyun Mountain, they all You have to lay two eggs before you can leave..."

Xianwei has been traveling northward for many years and has nothing to do with the mountains. He has never been to a fairy ferry. As for the fairy mansions on the mountains surrounded by clouds and mist, let alone the fairy mansions. Xianwei has only dealt with poor mountains and bad waters along the way. This means that his rhetoric can only be rumors from the mountains and rivers. Then one can imagine the "great fame and good reputation" of Wei Bo and Piyunshan.

Xiao Mo was quite surprised when he heard this. Even if Xian Weidao's hearsay was a bit exaggerated and quite watery, even if it was folded in half... So Xiao Mo thought about it and thought that to be on the safe side, it seemed that he had to prepare it early. It’s a gift, so as not to be judged as “stingy” by Mr. Wei Shanjun.

It is really difficult for my son to have such a neighbor who is not easy to deal with.

Xianwei looked somewhere on the street and said: "Xiao Mo, look at that coachman. He looks like a strong and strong practitioner. Look at the bulging muscles in those two arms. I estimate that with one punch, he can knock him out." Pierce the table, hit someone, and still... vomit a pot full of blood? Xiaomo, although you are a half-way immortal master, you are not as accustomed to the world as me. You must be careful when you meet such people in the future. Be careful, it’s better to take a detour.”

Next to a carriage, stood an old coachman, dozing with his arms folded across his chest. Sensing the line of sight from the alley, the old coachman opened his eyes. The guy squatting and drinking was a Liujin realm Qi practitioner. But that monk with the yellow hat and blue shoes seems to be a worshiper of Luopo Mountain. He has just been registered at the Ministry of Punishment and has become a third-class worshiper of Dali. His name is Xi Zhu and his name is strange? Anyway, it was a new face. He had accompanied a certain guy to the palace earlier and made a lot of noise there. His level should not be too low.

The old coachman planned to use his psychic powers to find out and see if he could identify the other party's general background and moral character.

I just took a look, what?

If you don't want to be seen, don't go out.

Xiao Mo smiled from the bottom of his heart and said, "Senior, it's against the rules to spy on his popularity without permission."

The divisions of the Lei Department in ancient times were quite powerful among the subordinate divisions of the old Heavenly Court. They were responsible for moving the sea and mountains, moving the four seasons, raising and lowering yin and yang, weighing things, and producing and killing. This is especially true for the Department of Lei Bu's Slashing and Kansing, which is responsible for carrying out punishments. Whether the person being punished is a delinquent deity, an errant earthly deity, or a member of a dragon spirit who has committed trouble, his deity will be cut off first, and then his body will be disfigured, leaving his body intact and intact. So that the shape of the corpse was shaken, causing it to burst and the soul to be shattered.

The old coachman was slightly surprised. It was indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Since the other party was already wary, the old coachman did not continue to use his natal magical power, but casually asked: "Is it a sword cultivator? Where did he come from? The guardian assigned to Chen Ping'an by the Chinese Confucian Temple? Or did he come from the Great Wall of Sword Qi with an unknown reputation? A lineage of criminal officers?"

"I am indeed a swordsman. As for where I come from, since I am not familiar with my senior at the moment, let alone friends, I can't let go of my heart, so I won't talk more."

Xiao Mo still had a smile on his face, "I'm just asking you, senior, to show some respect to my young master. It's best not to call him by his first name. For example, you can call him Mr. Chen or Master Chen. It doesn't matter."

The old coachman was amused. He spoke sourly. Who did he learn this bad habit from? Even if the little kid named Chen seemed to be chatting with him, he wouldn't be so arrogant.

Besides, when did a fifth-level sword cultivator fall so low? What's wrong, going to work as a lackey for a young man in his forties?

However, the old coachman was now much more cautious in his words and actions. He asked tentatively: "Did you chop that fortune teller from the Lu family?"

Xiao Mo asked: "Senior, do you want to get familiar with me?"

If you want to get acquainted with sword cultivators, of course you can only ask swordsmen and lead swordsmen.

The old coachman almost lost control of his temper.

That guy in the yellow hat and blue shoes, looks at his warm demeanor and speaks in a leisurely manner. For some reason, I always feel that this guy deserves a beating more than Chen Pingan.

Just thinking that he had just tidied up the old scholar at the Huoshen Temple flower shed, the old coachman took a deep breath, stopped talking, and closed his eyes again to rest.

Xiao Mo asked with a smile: "When did senior's temper become so good?"

The old coachman turned a deaf ear.

Xiao Mo stretched out his hand to support the yellow hat on his head, and said with a smile: "In the early years, when Yushu Yuan killed the survey department, there were thunder and lightning. It was so majestic and deafening that it made the hearts of those who saw it tremble."

The old coachman suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the "young" monk who opened the old almanac, and asked the other person in his heart, like thunder, "Say! Who are you?!"

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "He is just a little unknown person."

It was just that he had asked the swordsman, the chief official of the first house and the second house of the Lei Department, the gods.

Xianwei stood up in a hurry and ran quickly into the alley, but he did not forget to turn around and remind: "Xiaomo Xiaomo, that old coachman seems to be glaring at you, don't start fighting. When you are away, be friendly and make money." .”

The old coachman sighed and closed his eyes again.

I can't turn it over anymore.

Over at the Bian family wedding banquet hall, Chen Pingan was a little helpless. It seemed that he was forced to be the host here today, sending the most distinguished couple in the Dali Dynasty out of the hall.

It's just that Chen Ping'an stopped when he crossed the threshold. There was no need to send him to the street on the other side of the house gate.

Yu Mian smiled and asked, "May I ask Mr. Chen, were these shoes made by Ning Jianxian himself?"

Chen Ping'an smiled warmly, shook his head and said, "An old grandma gave it to me."

Although I have more than twenty pairs of cloth shoes, I still have to wear them sparingly. The only drawback is that I can't bear to wear them on rainy days.

Afterwards, men, women and children from two families, including Bian Wenmao, of course had to follow him all the way.

Emperor Song He was chatting with the Prime Minister of Guanglu Temple. Queen Yu Mian looked gentle and was congratulating the newlyweds.

Lin Shouyi stood at the door, accompanying Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Still the same? You have nothing to say when you meet your father?"

Lin Shou nodded, "Just get used to it."

Every family has its cupboard.

Every time father and son meet, they usually don't say more than three sentences.

There was only one exception, when Lin Shouyi was about to serve as the priest of Dadu Temple, and his father, who had been practicing Buddhism for most of his life, said a few words.

In fact, Chen Pingan has always admired Lin Shouyi.

Even though I have met many worthy Taoist geniuses, I still feel that Lin Shouyi's Taoist heart is as clear as anyone's.

At that time, a group of people traveled far away to study. Chen Pingan, wearing straw sandals and a hatchet at his waist, was responsible for clearing the way and keeping vigil.

Little Aquarius is innocent and full of whimsical ideas.

Cui Dongshan at that time was weird and absurd.

Lin Shouyi is serious, Yu Lu is indifferent, thank you for your persistence.

As for Li Huai... it's casual. Anyway, he is good at being in trouble.

Zhu He has a stable temperament, while Zhu Lu is domineering and willful.

Of course, there is also A Liang, whom Chen Pingan once wondered whether he could beat Zhu He.

This is Chen Ping'an's first trip abroad.

When I returned home, I was surrounded by a girl in a pink skirt and a kid in green clothes. I also met Bai Ze and the fox charm Qingying on the snowy plank road.

Shi Jiachun was the first one to come back here. She carried the hem of her skirt and ran back all the way. She stood on tiptoes and slapped Chen Pingan on the shoulder. "You're doing well, you're so awesome!"

Although I don't know what His Majesty the Emperor came to talk to Chen Pingan about today, Shi Jiachun has been smart since he was a child. Before he went to school, he would use the abacus in his shop to help settle accounts.

A monk on the mountain who can make His Majesty the Emperor take the initiative to bow and salute.

A guy sitting next to Emperor Da Li who dared to cross his legs.

This is unthinkable.

Among the peers in the small town, Lin Shouyi, the deity on the mountain, and Ma Kuxuan from Xinghua Lane are both very powerful.

The most promising official is of course Zhao Yao, who is the minister of punishment.

To do business, you have to be Dong Shuijing, otherwise you can do business with the children of Shangzhu Kingdom like Cao Gengxin and Yuan Zhengding and become friends?

Before, Shi Jiachun only regarded Chen Ping'an as a rich man from the mountain, at most similar to Dong Shuijing.

But since they are friends, of course the more prosperous they are, the better.

Bian Wenmao was so frightened by his wife's disrespectful action that he turned slightly pale.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's okay."

Lin Shouyi broke the news and said, "Are you okay? How do Master Chen want me to deal with myself?"

Shi Jiachun said carelessly: "If I had known this, the prices of my two shops in Qilong Lane would have at least doubled. They were really cheap."

Bian Wenmao tugged on his wife's sleeve.

Mr. Chen should not be so rude.

Chen Pingan looked at Bian Wenmao and explained with a smile: "Bian Si Cheng, the last time Shi Jiachun returned to his hometown, I happened to be traveling. I was not in my hometown, so I missed you. This is also my first time traveling in so many years. We are in the capital, so we didn’t meet until today, so don’t be surprised. I bought the New Year’s Shop and Caotou Shop in Qilong Lane from the Shi family at a low price. This favor is very big. "

Today, Chen Ping'an's share of the money is two Xiaoshu coins. According to the market price on the mountain, it is 200,000 taels of silver, and there may be an additional premium of 10,000 to 20,000 taels of silver.

Of course it's not that Chen Ping'an can't afford two Grain Rain coins, it's just not appropriate.

Bian Wenmao smiled quickly and said: "I have often heard Jiachun talk about Mr. Chen these years. When I meet him today, he is well-deserved."

Now Bian Wenmao works in Guanglu Temple in Xiaojiuqing. He is the prime minister of Guanglu Temple. He has a small official position but manages affairs and holds real power.

Bian Wenmao was a second-class Jinshi in his early years. After leaving the Hanlin Academy, he moved around a lot in the capital's yamen. He first went to the Imperial College as an assistant teacher of law, and then was promoted to the chief clerk, direct lecturer of Imperial College, and entered Guanglu. Before joining the temple, Bian Wenmao had served as a minister of ceremony at Taichang Temple. Bian Wenmao's promotion in the officialdom was not pleasant, but it was still stable. The only problem is that he has not served in the Six Ministries. Bian Wenmao is certain that he will be the young minister of Guanglu Temple in this life, but he does not dare to expect to be in charge of Guanglu Temple one day.

Li Huai told Chen Ping'an that Bian Wenmao was a capital official with eyes on his forehead. He didn't look down on small town bumpkins like them and ignored everyone he saw, but he still treated Shi Jiachun. Not bad.

Shi Jiachun smiled brightly, secretly stretched out a hand, shook it gently, and expressed to Chen Ping'an that there was no such thing at all, and that you just listen to his husband's kind words.

As soon as Chen Ping'an and Lin Shou left Bian's house, Lin Shouyi asked, "Would you like to come and sit at my house? My father is also a kiln maker. You are a good elder, so I think I can chat with you."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said earnestly: "Shouyi, I'm not young anymore. Don't look at your father who doesn't have a smile on your face. As long as you get married, it won't matter whether it's a son or a daughter, and it won't be a matter of generations. It makes no sense. Your father keeps more smiles in one day than he does with you in a year. If you don't believe it, we can make a bet. Just two Xiaoshu coins for a small bet."

Lin Shou smiled and moved his lips slightly. At this time, the silence was louder than the sound, and he gave Chen Ping'an the word "Go".

Chen Pingan took out a booklet from his sleeve and said in his heart: "It's a thunder game deduced by Mr. Qi. It's still somewhat different from the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion. By chance, I learned a little bit and compiled it. This is a booklet. You have good qualifications. After reading it, see if you can make further progress."

As soon as Lin Shou put it in his sleeve, he laughed angrily and said, "Just give a gift, don't make it sound like you are receiving a gift."

Chen Pingan clicked his tongue and said, "You have the nerve to accuse me? You, the recipient of gifts, are more like the givers of gifts."

Lin Shouyi asked: "You're coming back now?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I will leave the capital soon, either today or tomorrow, and then I need to rush to Tongyezhou immediately to create the next sect's celebration. The specific time has not been determined yet, but it will be at the end of winter this year or the beginning of next spring. Anyway, go if you have time, if not, forget it."

Lin Shouyi said: "If I can't go to Tongyezhou, you can ask Dong Shuijing to include my share of the wedding money. Anyway, he has a lot of money in his pocket, and he can't spend it all in a few lifetimes. This is a waste." In the eyes of money, a bastard likes to be a rich man. He has no ability other than making money. He deserves to be beaten as a bachelor..."

Chen Pingan held back his laughter.

Lin Shouyi is usually not like this.

The only exception is Dong Shuijing. The reason is very simple. The two former classmates had been obsessed with Li Liu since they were young and were love rivals for each other. In the end, both of them ended up with nothing to do. Before Li Liu got married, , the two of them disliked each other. As a result, when Li Liu married a foreigner, Lin Shouyi and Dong Shuijing now looked at each other with a different kind of dislike every time they met again. There were probably marks on their foreheads. The other party put a label on me and wrote two big words, "Trash"...

Just as Lin Shouyi was about to say goodbye and leave, he looked at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an and Xiao Mo asked him to take Xianwei to follow him and visit Chunshan Academy together.

On the carriage, Yu Mian asked, "What did Mr. Chen say?"

Emperor Song He rubbed his brows and said, "He said he would give a precise explanation next time he passes by the capital."

Yu Mian stretched out his two fingers, gently twisted the emperor's sleeves, narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said in a charming voice, "Don't be sulky."

Song He laughed dumbly and held her hand with his backhand.

I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.

Yu Mian smiled as usual, lowered his body and put his cheek against the back of the emperor's hand.

She just pretended not to know that the emperor's palms were sweaty.

Apparently after she sent the wine bottle and glass, the conversation between the two parties was not too relaxed.

Spring Mountain Academy.

The old scholar waited for his disciple Chen Pingan, and then passed it on to his disciple Lin Shouyi.

Lin Shouyi is very good, but he is not very good at being a bachelor until now.

The old scholar had a very good impression of this academy. Last time he was here, he met a distant nephew named Zhou Jiagu for free.

The old scholar was waiting at the entrance of Chunshan Academy.

He will soon return to the Chinese Confucian Temple.

The old man clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the plaque on the academy.

Spring Mountain.

The handwriting is good and the name is also good.

The spring of Qi Jingchun, the mountain of Cuidong Mountain.

Chen Ping'an and Lin Shouyi fell down and bowed to each other.

The old scholar turned around and asked with a smile: "Ping An, Shouyi, tell me, which piece of my knowledge do you like best?"

Chen Pingan’s answer is to encourage students to learn.

Lin Shouyi's reply was the Tian Lun chapter.

The old scholar stroked his beard and smiled, "They are all excellent."

The three of them walked into the academy together, and the old scholar said slowly: "The gentleman said that learning is too much. If you understand the difference between heaven and man, you can be called a perfect man."

"The stars are spinning, the sun and the moon are shining brightly, the four eras are in control, the yin and yang are changing, the wind and rain are spreading. The sky sees its brightness, the earth sees its light, and a gentleman values ​​the essence and perfection."

"The changes in heaven and earth, the transformation of yin and yang, and the rare occurrences of things. It's okay to be strange, but it's wrong to be afraid. Therefore, a gentleman must choose his hometown when he lives, and he must find scholars when he travels."

"Shouyi, do you have any doubts about the Tianlun Chapter?"

"There are several."

"Okay, there is no doubt that reading is like drinking and eating. Let's talk while walking, you ask and I answer."

"By the way, Shouyi, if you encounter similar academic problems in the future, you can send a letter to Gongdelin. As for the matter of cultivation, if you encounter a critical point, regarding the cultivation of Confucian scholars, you can directly ask Jingsheng Xiping, Daofayilu , I can help you forward it to Fu Lu Yuxuan or Zhao Tianshi, but these two are not very busy now, and they may have to reply to you later. But if you encounter a bigger problem..."

Chen Pingan answered with a smile: "Whenever you need money, come to me. I will definitely not charge interest. I will pay you back whenever you have money. I will definitely not press for debts."

The old scholar smiled knowingly.

Look and listen.

What is a proud disciple?

Lin Shouyi stretched out his hand, "Bring it here."

Chen Ping'an was stunned, "What?"

Lin Shouyi said: "To break the Yuan Ying bottleneck, I need a few external treasures of heaven and earth. I estimated that I will need about a hundred grain rain coins. I am really worried. I came to Beijing this time to raise money. "

Chen Pingan leaned forward and looked at his husband.

The old scholar coughed and looked ahead. The scenery of Chunshan Academy was extremely beautiful.

Chen Ping'an slapped Lin Shouyi's hand away, "Wait a few days, and when I return to Luopo Mountain, I will ask the accountant Wei Wenlong for money. I will definitely not delay your business."

Lin Shou put away his hand and asked with a smile: "The dignified mountain master, don't you have any private money?"

Chen Ping'an said solemnly: "What kind of private money does a man want?"

The old scholar immediately understood why this close disciple of his own literary sage could find a wife.

This understanding must be obtained insistently.

Lin Shouyi asked a few questions about academic studies. Although there were not many questions, the old scholar, who was regarded as the ancestor according to his seniority, explained them in great detail. It took him half an hour. After that, Lin Shouyi said goodbye and left the academy, saying that he was going home. One trip.

Chen Pingan said from the bottom of his heart: "Shouyi, before you break out of seclusion in the future, if you need someone else to protect your way, you must remember to say hello to me. As long as I am not in another continent at the time, I will come to protect you. How about it?"

Lin Shouyi made a rare joke, "My junior uncle and I were just being polite, and that's it."

Chen Pingan reminded: "One code equals one code. When you reach the upper five realms, the capital of one hundred Grain Rain coins must be returned, right? I will make an exception and give you a 20% discount. Eighty coins will be enough." "

Lin Shouyi smiled and said nothing.

Chen Pingan felt that the matter was hanging in the balance.

Returning to the mountain gate along the original route, Lin Shouyi returned to the capital in the wind.

During this period, I met a young man in a yellow hat and blue shoes, and a young Taoist priest who was looking around curiously.

The old scholar took out a brochure bag from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an was confused and took the kit. When he opened it, he was greatly surprised to find Aunt Feng's colorful knot inside.

It is refined from the lifeblood of the Flower God in Baihua Blessed Land.

The old scholar smiled and said: "It's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. Senior Aunt Feng asked you to hand it over to the flower hostess of Baihua Paradise. The only request is that the December Flower Goddess of Paradise come here to have a sincere greeting with her." apologize."

"What Aunt Feng means is that this thing is rare. When the time comes, you can't run errands in vain. You have to ask Fudi for the title of Supreme Guest. If you don't give it, don't give it away."

There are many flower gods in the Blessed Land of Hundreds of Flowers. The flower god of December has the highest status, headed by the Flower Master of the Blessed Land. After that, there are four flower gods who are responsible for blooming flowers in all seasons, and then there are seven flower gods who are responsible for the order of the month. Empress.

Each of the Flower Goddess in December has their own natal guest, and this position will definitely not be vacant. In addition, there will also be a higher-status Supreme Guest, but this is mostly wishful thinking on the part of the Flower Goddess. For example, Bai Ye is Peony's supreme guest, but Bai Ye will not travel to the land of flowers as a guest because of this.

As for the Supreme Guest of the entire Hundred Flowers Paradise, it has been hanging in the air for thousands of years after the catastrophe of the blessed land where "the wind was blowing, howling, and the flowers withered."

What we are waiting for is who can get back this colorful knot from the "Feng Family's maidservant".

Chen Ping'an said: "Sir, I know how Senior Aunt Feng speaks. I can help deliver things and deliver messages, but I will not take this, even if Baihua Paradise offers to give it to you. of."

The old scholar chuckled and said nothing for the time being, "If the agreement is not reached and the Flower God of Blessed Land does not want to come here to admit his mistake, you have to promise Aunt Feng that you will protect the flower picker on the mountain from being killed."

When I get back, I will send a letter to the flower hostess and personally impart the tips. For example, if you ask them to accept the colorful knot first, and then suddenly change their words, if you, Mr. Chen, don't agree to be the guest, you won't go to Aquarius Island to apologize to Aunt Feng.

Chen Pingan was about to speak but stopped.

The old scholar whispered: "Don't worry too much about A Liang and Zuo Duzi."

"Because that kid Li Huai, when he was hanging out with Taoist Master Nen, made an unintentional remark, saying, 'My brother A Liang is not destined to be a bachelor. As for Uncle Zuo, who is invincible in swordsmanship, he will have to teach him later. I have some unique skills in swordsmanship."

Chen Pingan looked embarrassed and said: "Sir, is this possible?"

The old scholar stroked his beard and smiled: "Just wait and see."

Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.

The old scholar turned around, waved his hands and shouted: "Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, this way, this way."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Mo asked Xianwei to go shopping by himself first and came to Mr. Wen Sheng alone.

For some reason, when Xiao Mo saw this young literary sage, he always felt like he was getting along with an elder.

Maybe it's because Literary Sage is highly educated and looks old?

The old scholar said: "Brother Xiao Mo, I will return to the Confucian Temple soon, so I will leave this closed disciple to your care."

Xiao Mo nodded and said: "Mr. Vincent, I can't guarantee that there will be no accidents, but I can guarantee that if there is any emergency, Xiao Mo will definitely stand beside the young master and will not be slow to draw his sword."

"Shan! These words are extremely domineering!"

The old scholar smiled happily when he heard this and gave a thumbs up, "You are indeed Brother Xiao Mo, whom I fell in love with at first sight. From now on, I will introduce you to Bai Ye, Taoist Master Sun, and Master Zhao. They are all my best friends. I can't help it. I don’t have many friends, and there are only a few who are good at swordsmanship.”

Xiao Mo bowed to express his thanks.

The old scholar quickly held Xiao Mo's arm and said, "When I return to the Divine Continent of Middle Earth, I will make an agreement in advance with the old guys from the Confucian Temple. From now on, Brother Xiao Mo will not need to report to the Confucian Temple when he travels across continents in the world. .”

Xiao Mo thought for a while and declined the matter politely, "I accept Mr. Vincent's kindness, but I think this matter should be done according to the rules. Xiao Mo should not embarrass Mr. Vincent and the young master in this matter."

The old scholar patted Xiao Mo's shoulder gently, and then helped straighten his clothes, just like an old man seeing a young junior who was about to leave his hometown for a long trip.

The old man smiled and murmured: "Be considerate, people understand kindness, kind people understand people's thoughts, people understand kindness, Xiaomo is very kind."

Xiao Mo smiled shyly, feeling a bit at a loss for the first time.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "When saints, sages and heroes meet, the sword is ready to sing when it comes to human love."