Sword of Coming

Daoist Sun suddenly laughed heartily and said, "Okay, Liu Qi and the Cao group are here too, if you don't come, you're done, as soon as you come, let's get together, Zhan Ran, you go and bring the two gentlemen here, Bai Xian and Su Zi , Sure enough, you are very generous, the Xuandu Guan of the poor Taoist...how do you say it, Uncle Yan?"

Yan Zhuo replied: "If you don't open for three years, you will have to wait for three years after opening."

The female crown Chunhui took the order, and was about to say goodbye when Dong Huafu suddenly said: "The old temple master went out to greet Mrs. Su in person, but let sister Zhanran greet Liu and Cao. Scholars tend to have ideas, smile when they enter the door, and scold when they go out. Main Street."

Daoist Sun stroked his beard and pondered, and felt that what Dong Heitan said made sense, "I have a headache, what a headache. My legs and feet are sore right now, and I can't walk."

Chunhui was a little hesitant. Since Liu and Cao were able to ascend from Haoran Tianxia and travel to Qingming Tianxia together, regardless of their realm or reputation, they both deserved to be honored guests of Daxuanduguan.

According to Dong Heitan, if the patriarch treats one more favorably than another, it is really inappropriate. According to the practice of the ancestors of Guanzhu in the past, it is simple, pretend to be away, and leave everything to the disciples and grandchildren to worry about. It's just that Su Zi is present today, and the master of the temple seems to be in an awkward situation.

At this moment, outside the gate of Daxuandu, there is a young and handsome young man in white clothes, with a broken willow hanging from his waist, using the magic of the immortal family, he wrote countless poems and inscriptions on the slender willow branch.

It was Liu Qi who was at the foot of Haoran Tianxia Mountain, who was as famous as the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.

Wherever there are monsters haunting, there must be peach wood swords, and wherever there is well water, there will be singing of Liu Qici.

In the fifth year of Huangyou's reign, Liu Qi was awe-inspiring. He said goodbye to his high places and went far away.

Leaning on the red and nestling in the green flowers, the guest in white clothes Qingxiang Liu Qilang.

Standing next to Liu Qi was a man in black, with a thirteen-year-old face and a slender figure, equally suave and suave. He was carrying an oil-paper umbrella on his back.

Cao group, character pet.

This person is also the common favorite of many women on and off Haoran Mountain.

In Haoran Tianxia, ​​words have always been regarded as the afterthoughts of poetry. In short, they are the leftovers of poetry, which are difficult to be elegant. That's why Liu Qi and Cao Zu came to Qingming Tianxia, ​​so they simply named the blessed land they accidentally discovered as Shiyu blessed land. Apart from self-deprecating, there may be feelings of depression. This secret place, which is also known as the blessed land, was uninhabited at the beginning of its development. The vast blessed land has been in the world for many years. Although it has not been ranked among the seventy-two blessed lands, it is a natural middle-level blessed land with beautiful mountains and rivers. There are still few cultivators living in it, and Liu and Cao seem to regard the entire blessed land as a secluded house, which can be regarded as an interesting talk of a fairy family. The direct female disciple of the two was able to ascend to the sky in one step, from the realm of remaining human beings to the realm of jade, besides the two master's biography, she also has a unique blessing.

Daxuan Duguan was quite strange today, there was not even a concierge, so the two guests who came from afar were left on the street outside the gate.

The young man in white smiled and said, "Yuan Chong, do you think the old temple master will show up today? Or...is he sick?"

There are nearly 900 Ci Pai in the world, and the young man in white created more than 140 of them, which opened up many paths for future poets. In this matter, even Su Zi can't compare with him.

The man in black joked: "Whether I see us or not, I'm going to greet the old temple master anyway."

For Cao Zu, Liu Qi in white is both a teacher and a friend. The relationship between the two parties is similar to the earlier Bai Ye and Liu Shiliu's visit to the immortals.

Huaizhong, grandson of Grandfather of Daxuan Duguan, once traveled far away in Haoran world twice, one time he finally lent his sword to Bai Ye, and one time he was bored in Qingming world, so he went out for a trip out of boredom, and he also wanted to hand it himself Let go of an old grievance that fell in Luzhou, Beiju. During the tour, the old Taoist admired Su Zi of Meishan from the bottom of his heart. Very ordinary, so even though Liu Qi and Cao Zu lived in their own world for many years, Daoist Sun did not "disturb each other's pure cultivation", otherwise if it was Su Zi, this old temple master had already been to Ci Pai Fudi more than ten times , this is the premise that Su Zi thanked the guests behind closed doors. In fact, when the old temple master was traveling around the Haoran world, he disliked Liu Qi and Cao Zu. Cao Yuanchong, the old viewer just annoyed these things the most.

Don't look at Daoist Sun's usual words "plain and easy", in fact he once said some romantic and elegant words, saying that in the hometown of articles, poetry is the first-class family of wealth and wealth. Completely reduced to the poor of the village. Fortunately, there is Su Zi in Ci, who is majestic and upright, with wonders of heaven and earth, and a spirit of immortality, which directly catches up with Bai Ye. In addition, Qilang Yuanchong and his like are nothing more than the sons and grandchildren of Dao who bent down to grind ink for Baixian and bowed their heads to pass wine for Suzi.

Once such cruel words were spoken, they would be overwhelmed, so how could Sun Daochang greet Liu Cao and his wife? It really made the old watchman a little embarrassed. In the past, Daoist Sun thought that the two sides were inseparable anyway, so he never expected that Bai would come to the Taoist temple first, and then Su Zi would come as a guest, and Liu Cao would come to Qiuhou to settle accounts.

Dong Huafu gave Fatty Yan a wink.

Yan Zhuo immediately made up for his mistakes, and said to the old temple master: "Chen Pingan carved seals and inscribed on fans back then, and he just mentioned to me the words of Liu and Cao. "The origin and flow of Ci pulse" must not be taken lightly as the afterword of leaning on the red and nestling in the emerald green. Mr. Liu sincerely hopes that the lover in the world will eventually get married and live a long life, so the implication is extremely beautiful. Yuan Chong Ci, unique , Gorgeous but not vulgar, the greatest kung fu is no longer carving words, but using deep affection, not only has the elegance of a lady, but also the cuteness and amiability of Xiaojiabiyu. In a word, it is really whimsical, thinking about what the predecessors have not thought of, fresh and meaningful, charming and touching, it should have the reputation of "flowers in the word"."

The old temple master stroked his beard and smiled, and nodded lightly, "Okay, okay, the etymology and the flowers are two words, it's wonderful, and it fits my heart deeply. Chen Daoyou's insight really coincides with Pindao's. fit."

The old temple master quickly coughed a few times, and changed his words: "To tell the truth, in fact, what I said was when I met Chen Daoyou in Luzhou, Beiju, traveling together, and we met each other for a long time. , I was the first to express my feelings, and I gave it to Lord Yinguan to learn from the Great Wall of Sword Qi without thinking about it. What a fellow Daoist Chen, it is really what I have passed, and no grass will grow, that’s all, I will not care about such trivial matters with Fellow Daoist Chen Now, who said it wasn't right, to care about this is to hurt the friendship of Daoists in vain."

Dong Huafu rolled his eyes.

Chunhui asked, "Monastery Master, what do you say?"

Is it up to her to treat the guests, Liu and Cao, or do you go out to greet the old man in person?

The old temple master stared and said: "Zhanran, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and meet Liu Cao, two masters of poets with me. Is it the way of hospitality for our Taoist concierge to neglect distinguished guests? Who taught you, Is your master right? Ask him to copy the Huang Ting Sutra a hundred times with the hairpin flower script, which is a housekeeping skill, and let him send it to the Sui Chu Palace in person, our Taoist temple accidentally lost the square inkstone, so we don’t have any indication what to do."

Chunhui agreed without hesitation for his teacher. Anyway, it was the old man who worked so hard for his teacher and had little to do with her.

At this moment, the old temple master was confident, without any embarrassment, with the wind under his feet, with the magical power of shrinking the ground, he took Chunhui to the gate, and said a sincere word to the two masters of Ci. not bad. Liu Qi in white smiled and said nothing, Cao Zu couldn't help laughing.

Tianshui Baixian is destined not to say such words, Meishan Suzi met the two of them in Shiyufudi before, they sang a lot of poems, Suzi played the flute and drank wine, and returned in the moon. There should be no such words. Could it be that they "misunderstood" Daoist Sun?

By the pond in the thatched hut, Su Zi felt that the previous comments were quite interesting, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Bai, do you know who this Chen Pingan is?"

Since he can be called "Chen Daoyou" by the old temple master, could it be a certain high-ranking hermit from Haoran's hometown?

Bai Ye habitually tugged at his hatband, and said: "It's the closed disciple of the old scholar's culture. He is very young and very nice. Although I have never met Chen Pingan, the old scholar was in the fifth world. non-stop."

Su Zi nodded, "Then when I return home this time, I have to meet this young man."

Bai Ye shook his head and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, he is still at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so it's not easy for Su Zi to see him."

Su Zi frowned slightly, puzzled, "There are still people who can guard the Great Wall of Sword Qi now? Those sword cultivators, didn't they raise the city to a new world?"

Bai also nodded, "Chen Pingan is the only one left, serving as the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and has stayed there all these years."

Su Zi smiled and said, "A young foreigner, who can serve as a hidden official in the most xenophobic Great Wall of Sword Qi? Just because of his status as a closed disciple of Wensheng's lineage, he shouldn't be able to do this."

Dong Huafu said casually: "Chen Ping'an has a Xiaoshu coin in his collection, which he likes very much. The seal script seems to be 'Su Zi's poetry is like seeing a painting'? Chen Ping'an made a vow back then, saying that he would use it as a family heirloom."

Bai also sighed. Some of the ethos of the old scholar's lineage, that closed disciple Chen Ping'an, can be described as a master, and the blue is better than the blue, and it is not blunt.

Su Zi was a little surprised, and never thought that there was such a thing. In fact, he and Wen Sheng had a mediocre relationship, and they didn't have many intersections. Back then when he commented on the merits of the world's calligraphers, he left out his husband, so he complained a lot, but the embroidered tiger was excellent in calligraphy, so he came and went again and again, just like the poetry dispute between Baixian Suzi, which made this Meishan Suzi Quite helpless. So Su Zi really didn't expect that among the direct disciples of Wen Sheng's lineage, there would be someone who sincerely admired his poems.

Fatty Yan quietly extended his thumb to Dong Huafu. This Dong Heitan never speaks nonsense when speaking, but only adds finishing touches.

Bai also asked in his heart, "Su Zi wants to return to his hometown with Liu Cao?"

Su Zi nodded and said: "The three of us all have the same intention. The peaceful weather and thousands of poems are just icing on the cake. In this troubled world, the juniors just happened to learn from Mr. Bai, and we made an appointment to go to Fuyaozhou together."

Speaking of the word junior, Meishan Suzi, with a big beard and green shirt and bamboo stick straw shoes, looked at the kid with a tiger head hat beside him, and the old master smiled undisguisedly.

Bai Ye nodded and said, "A little bit of awe-inspiring spirit is a breeze for a thousand miles. Su Zi's return home this time is indeed a good article."

After Liu Qi and Cao Zu appeared here, they immediately bowed to Bai Ye hand in hand and saluted. As for the image of a child with a tiger head hat, it didn't hinder the respect they had for Bai Xian in their hearts.

Bai also bowed his hand and returned the gift. In Bai Ye's mind, Liu Qi and Cao Zu will be a head shorter than Su Zi all the way.

In fact, Cao Zu's inner dialogue is also highly praised, almost to the point where it cannot be added. Cao Zu even specially carved a book collection seal for his own use, which is exactly the four characters "Bai Xian Shi Yu", and solemnly sealed it on the title page of his own poetry collection.

So it's hard to imagine that Cao Zu would be so cautious just because he saw someone, and even had a shy look that couldn't be hidden at all. Cao Zu looked at the poet Bai Ye who was fascinated by him, and his face was red. Fatty Yan and Dong Heitan felt baffled by the hesitation to speak again and again. Seeing Mr. Bai, is this guy so emotional?

Therefore, a scholar like Bai Ye is free and romantic wherever he is. Bai Ye sees the ancients to see the sages, or the ancient sages, and the later generations see him.

Sun Daochang looked at the four people and said with emotion: "Today, Daxuan is watching this Taolin Gathering, Baixian Suzi, Liu Ciyuan Cao Huacong, and the four of them are lucky to gather together. It is no less inferior than the gathering of the four fairy swords." , It’s completely worse than that, it’s a blessing for the Taoist temple, and it’s a blessing for the people of the world. If the old Taoist doesn’t use the technique of rubbing the stele to leave this picture scroll of eternal romance for future generations, he will be a sinner through the ages..."

Bai Ye turned his head to look, and the old Taoist immediately laughed and said, "Brother Bai, just put your heart into it, and you still look like Haoran Bai Ye in the 14th realm. You don't need to say more, I am the most experienced in my actions. And We must wait until more than a hundred years later, and the Daxuan Duguan will talk about this matter with outsiders."

Big bearded Suzi and Liu Qicao group, the three of them reminded the old temple master almost at the same time: "One for each."

The old temple master complained to them: "I'm not a fool, how could there be such a mistake."

Yan Zhuo spoke with Dong Huafu, "If Chen Ping'an is here?"

Dong Huafu thought for a while, and said: "The key to flattery is sincerity. Mr. Bai's poems, Liu Qi's words, Cao Zu's paintings, Su Zi's pen and ink, and the old temple master's seal, none of them can escape. .”

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Yang Family Pharmacy.

Li Liu left Mrs. Qingzhong in the Lushuikeng at sea, and let the Great Ascension Demon continue to take care of the bridge in the sea connecting the two continents. Li Liu returned to his hometown alone and found old man Yang.

The old man was smoking a long cigarette, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his old face was full of wrinkles, and there seemed to be too many stories hidden in it, and he never planned to tell anyone.

The cloud and mist are boundless, lingering around the whole shop, even the current Cui Chan can't spy on this place.

Li Liu asked: "Madam Gui has been here?"

Old Man Yang nodded.

Mrs. Gui in Old Dragon City is an old friend of Moon Palace. She is not the same as the reincarnation of those gods. As the purest moon palace species, after being exiled in the world, because of the pleading of the saints in the early years, although she had a special status, she still did not fall into the same situation as those ancient gods in Zhenwu Mountain. She was imprisoned by the ancestral family of the Zhongtu military family, so for ten thousand years, Madam Gui has actually been watching the ups and downs of the world with a cold eye. Whether the world is good or bad has nothing to do with her. It's just that the last time Mrs. Gui visited this place, she was accompanied by an old Zhouzi, that unnamed disciple of Lu Chen, who seemed to meet a green-clothed scholar named Bai Mang in Dali Gyeonggi, and for no reason, he became very strong. After being beaten for a while, Lao Zhouzi probably recognized the other party's true identity. Moreover, Lao Zhouzi still abides by the old rules that were once famous all over the world, only move his mouth but not his hands, and I will lose if I do it.

Li Liu asked again: "What about her?"

Old man Yang said: "Ruan Xiu is different from you, it doesn't matter if she comes or not."

Li Liu changed the subject, "You don't seem to have walked out of here before, why don't you make an exception for Li Huai? At least we will see each other for the last time."

Younger brother Li Huai and Li Liuniang are both ordinary people, but the latter is a headache for the old man, while the former is spoiled by old man Yang, so some illusory fates, old man Yang is really like a coffin of Li Huai's jokes. The old man threw all his brains to Li Huai, a bastard. The old man was like a late old man who knew that his time had come. Shop, Shi Lingshan, even with the previous group of disciples, such as the ancestors of Cao and Yuan who became the ministers of Dali Zhongxing, and even Ruan Xiu, Li Liu, and Ma Kuxuan, they are all incomparable with Li Huai. Just because Li Huai was not in the game, the old man Yang gave the opportunity to Fu Yun and gave him a little burden. Since some people's lives are good, some people's lives are not.

Old man Yang shook his head and said, "If there's a lot to say, what should be said has already been said."

That's what he said, but Li Liu clearly felt the sadness of the old man. It seems that the most ordinary old man in a small family will regret not being able to see his grandson's future with his own eyes. It's just that the old man's shelf is there, so it's hard to say anything.

Li Liu sat on a bench placed outside the door of the wing room, spending as much time with the old man as possible.

Old man Yang said with a smile: "Finally, there is some human touch."

Li Liu interlaced his hands and fingers, and looked up at the sky.

On the ancestral mountain of Longquan Jianzong, the lord Ruan Qiong personally cooked a large table of meals today. His daughter Ruan Xiu, disciples Dong Gu, Xu Xiaoqiao, Xie Ling, and Liu Xianyang were all there.

After the Zongmen established the cave at the top of the old mountain, there were very few opportunities to meet and gather like this.

While serving Master Ruan Qinqin, Liu Xianyang turned his head and smiled at Ruan Xiu: "Miss Xiuxiu, food is the most important thing."

Ruan Xiu smiled slightly, and she was not slow in setting down her chopsticks.

Dong Gu and the others actually admired Liu Xianyang, the "junior brother" on the Shanshui genealogy. He dared to say anything and do anything with his master, even Liu Xianyang, the woman who sells wine in the small town, dared to open his mouth. Master Ruan Qiong's joke was replaced by Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao, even if they had ten guts, they would not dare to make such a mistake. In fact, according to the order of entering the master's school, Liu Xianyang, who was temporarily borrowed by the Chen Confucianism of Nanba Suozhou in the early years, should be their senior brother. It's just that lazy Liu Xianyang really doesn't mind this, so they don't have much to say.

This Liu Xianyang guards the blacksmith's shop outside the mountain alone. He is really free. Apart from sitting on the bamboo chair under the eaves and taking a nap, he often squats by the bank of the Longxu River, carrying a big bag of leaves in his arms, throwing them into the water one by one, looking at the leaves. Ye Xiaozhou drifted away with the water. Often alone on the shore, first punch a mighty Wang Baquan, then drink a few times, stomp your feet vigorously, bluff and say a few words such as thunder on the soles of your feet, and rain coming across the river, pretending to hold a sword with one hand Trick, put the other hand on the wrist, and silently read a few sentences in a serious manner like a law, and stood up the leaves floating on the water one by one, and pulled a few sentences that resembled the sour words on the book.

After eating on the mountain, Liu Xianyang hiked all the way down the mountain belching, and when he returned to the shop by the river, it was already night. When passing by the town, I heard the sound of a watch. Five watches a night, what Liu Xianyang heard was the first watch in Xu time.

The watchman watches the night, reminding the world to work at sunrise and rest at sunset. In fact, in the small town of Lizhu Dongtian in the past, it was not so particular.

In the end, I saw a friend sitting on a bamboo chair and drinking. He was the supervisor of the kiln. Cao Gengxin, who was born in Chi'er Street, Dali Capital, was the biggest official among Liu Xianyang's friends.

Liu Xianyang trotted all the way, Cao Duzao bent down and picked up a wine jug at his feet, which was originally reserved for Liu Xianyang, lightly tossed it away, and said with a smile: "If you show up a quarter of an hour later, I'll be there Or leave without saying goodbye."

Liu Xianyang took the drink, sat aside, and said with a smile, "Are you promoted?"

Cao Gengxin nodded, rubbed his cheeks vigorously, and said helplessly, "Well, I'm still neighbors with the surname Yuan. When I think of the face of the door god who has been happy, angry, sad, and not moving since he was a child, I am upset."

For so many years, Cao Duzao has always been Cao Duzao. The guy who changed from Yuan County Magistrate to Yuan County Sheriff has been promoted last year, left Longzhou officialdom, and went to the six yamen of Dali Capital to serve as the right servant of the household department .

Many large dynasties often set up accompanying capitals, and the yamen of the accompanying capitals can be downgraded by one rank at most, and even the official status is the same as that of the capital. Going to serve in the accompanying capital, putting on an honorary title and vain position, or the relegation of some Beijing officials, the court can be regarded as trying to save face for them.

It's just that the Dali Dynasty is of course different from this. Whether it is the geographical location of the accompanying capital or the allocation of officials, it shows that the Dali Song family relies heavily on this accompanying capital.

In the six yamen that accompany the capital, except for Shang Shu who still chooses a stable old man, the servants of the other ministries are all young and strong officials like Yuan Zhengding.

Moreover, all the ministers of the accompanying capital have great power, especially the Minister of the Ministry of War of the accompanying capital, who is directly held by the Minister of the Dali Jingshi, and it is not even entrusted to a new hunting envoy general as expected by the officials of the temple. It is said that the authority of the Ministry of War to invite and select the people has actually been moved from the south of Dalijing Division to the accompanying capital. The first Guozijian sacrificial wine in the history of the accompanying capital was held by the head of Linlu Academy built on Piyun Mountain in Beiyue.

Cao Gengxin said with a heartfelt voice: "There are some new ideas about you and your friend's natal porcelain."

Liu Xianyang nodded, took a sip of his wine, "I owe you a favor."

On the New Year's Eve shop in Qilong Lane, Shi Rou hummed a remnant of a ballad handed down from the ancient Shu kingdom.

White clouds are in the sky, the hills come out of themselves, the road is far away, between the mountains and rivers, the general will not die, and he will come again.

Now there is a little helper in the shop, who can talk but doesn't like to talk, like a little dumb, when there are no customers, the child likes to sit on the threshold alone in a daze, but Shi Rou likes it, and she never quarrels with him .

In addition to practicing boxing and walking piles on time and quantitatively every day, the child also needs to copy books, but the child is stubborn, never throws an extra punch, takes an extra step, and absolutely does not want to write more when copying books One word is purely perfunctory. After Pei Qian came back, he could exchange punches and paper for money. As for those copied papers, the child nicknamed Ah Mo threw them into a bamboo basket every day. After the bamboo basket was filled, they all moved to the big basket in the corner. When Shirou was cleaning the room, she bent over After a few glances at the bamboo basket, earthworms crawled and twisted, and the writing was far worse than that of Pei Qian when he was a child.

Shi Rou likes such a peaceful and peaceful life very much. She used to look at the shop alone, and occasionally felt too deserted, and it was just fine with an extra little trick. There were more people in the shop, but it was still quiet.

Now that the town is becoming more and more prosperous with merchants, Shi Rou likes to buy some literati pens and ghost novels to pass the time. Stacks are neatly placed in the counter, and Occasionally Xiao Aman will flip through a few pages.

The business of the shop is mediocre today, Shi Ruan and Ah Man are reading books together, the child is standing on the small bench and needs to stand on tiptoes.

The child suddenly moved the writer's notebook a few inches horizontally, and stretched out his hand to touch the page. Shi Rou turned his head and saw that it was a sentence from a former sage in the book.

At the beginning of human beings, the world is connected, and people are connected. Once you go to the sky, you go to the sky at night, and the sky and people talk to each other once, and talk to each other at night.

Shi Rou smiled, but she sensed something was wrong. Of course she knew what kind of appearance she was now. Shi Rou quickly restrained her expression, and explained softly to the child: "Those gods who went to the mountain to practice fairy arts, They all believe that a long time ago, the heaven and the earth were interconnected, and gods and man lived together. Yexiang, most people can't go easily, and no one will answer when knocking on the door, but here, riding a dragon alley, naturally the threshold is not high. However, those roads that connect heaven and man, where is it, and what it is, is passed down in the book It’s very mysterious, some say it’s Feishengtai, some say it’s a big tree, some say it’s a mountain, but it’s not accurate anyway.”

The child nodded, probably understood.

Longquan Jianzong Mountain.

Ruan Xiu walked to the edge of the cliff by herself, leaned back and fell down the cliff, and saw the inscriptions on the cliff one by one, it was a miracle.