Chapter 657: Come back to a bowl of Yangchun noodles

Yangjiapuzi, Li Er, Zheng Dafeng, Sudian, Shilingshan, these disciples have already continued to go out in the distance, Yang Laotou is happy, and Yang Shu, who is guarding the shop in front, is an incomprehensible person, Yang Laotou It’s much lazy to say a word. Of course, Yang Shu is not willing to have a relationship with the bad old man. Lao Wang’s gossip is really a personal thing. If Yang Jiazu is not old, he will shop this cold business, and earn a few dollars in the first year? In exchange for his Yang Shu being the master of the house, it is time to calculate the account.
Wei Wei, hey, visited the door almost at the same time.
A Beiyue Mountain Jun, a saint who sits in the town, came quietly.
I am more casual, sitting on the bench under the arm, drinking, Xiu Xiu going home this time, brought some good wine, usually not too willing to drink.
Wei Wei stood on the side of the bench and looked dignified.
There are many saints sitting next to this bench.
Yang old man sat on the steps outside the main house opposite, the white mist lingered.
I picked up the jug and opened the door to see the mountain: "If Xiu Xiu didn't go to school, I won't come."
Yang old man smiled and said: "I can't manage her. Hey, this is going to blame yourself."
Nodded, with such an answer, as long as it is not the calculation of Yang Laotou, it is enough.
Wei Wei has become more and more heavy, and he has lost such a natural ally. He is a small hill, and the pressure is great.
To be honest, dealing with this old predecessor, no one will be easy.
Yang Laotou tapped the dry tobacco rod on the steps and said: "The White Emperor City Lord is in the Dagu Jingcheng. He is looking at this side. If you look at it, you will visit this place."
Wrinkle your brows.
Wei Wei asked: "Where is the National Teacher?"
Yang old man smiled. "Guess the thought of the embroidered tiger. You can do things after you have done this in the mountains. I don't think so. If so, what do you think?"
At the beginning of the broken day of the Zhuzhu Cave, the edge of a pile of piles, the flow is uncertain, and it goes with people.
Just like a piece of porcelain on the table, wrestling on the ground, large and small pieces of broken ceramics, falling in all directions.
The biggest five avenues are the sages, the only women, and the fire dragon bracelet on the wrist.
In the early years, Gu Yu’s little muddy from Chen Ping’s side was raised in his own water tank. After being taken away from the town by Liu Zhimao, the little muddy smashed into the human form in the Shuji Lake and was named as charcoal snow.
Song’s salary and the prostitute’s child’s side, the forehead gave birth to a four-legged snake.
Dagu Huangzi Gaochun bought gold carp from Li second-hand, bought one for one, and presented a dragon king with a very high rank.
As early as riding a oxcart to leave the town of Zhao Wei, Qi Jingchun's book boy, in addition to the Mulong, the boy also stole a family of his wife as a spring stamp.
On the surface, only one Zhao is not in his hometown.
However, Cui Wei's layout is doomed to be missing.
Daxie Gao’s signing with Shant’s Song Dynasty is a chess game. Gao Song is a proton. Under the protection of Gaoyang’s ancestors, he has been studying at the Pilu Mountain Linlu Academy for many years. The golden carp, these years It has been stocked in the mountains and rivers, and the Daxie court has secretly smashed the three mountain gods, including Longxu River and Tiefujiang, and Song Yuzhang, and is not allowed to disclose this matter.
Shuji Lake is also a chess game. Gu Yu is in the game. Yan Xiu follows the big scorpion stick lang monk, all the way down the south, chasing a young boy who is away from the great martial arts, but he is also a little boy. Incoming. After the book was over the lake, Gu Yu Niang was frightened and broke, and chose to move back to her hometown. She finally took root in the state city and once again lived on the rich days of Jinyiyu food. There are three reasons. Chen Ping’s proposal, Gu Yu’s second opinion, the woman herself It is also a lingering fear, and I am afraid of the customs of the Shujian Lake. Secondly, Gu Yu’s father’s death was God. First, he was credited with the work of the female ghost, and later promoted to a of the old mountain. Once he returned home, he could be much safer. Third, Gu Yu hopes that her mother will stay away from the right and wrong. Gu Yu is from the bottom of her heart, but she believes that her master, Liu Zhimao, is the chief advocate of Liu Laocheng.
As for the Song salary, from the beginning to the end, when did you leave the board, when is it not a chess piece?
And Zhao Wei, who is the exception, can really escape the calculation of Cui Wei?
I am leaving.
Wei Wei still refuses to return to the Phiyun Mountain.
This gathering was too abrupt and embarrassing. Nowadays, the young mountain owners traveled far and wide, and Zheng Dafeng was not in the mountains. Wei Wei was afraid of Zheng Dafeng’s change of mind, not to the lotus roots, but the old man. Deliberate arrangement, now the main heart of the Lushan Mountain, in fact, only Zhu Zhuan one person, his Wei Wei in the Twilight Peak Zu Shitang will always be a guest, no seat.
Yang Laotou smiled and said: "Wei Shanjun, the grace of the early years, how can you report this?"
Wei Wei smiled bitterly: "Working with the old predecessors and I sincerely said that this matter is not directed at Luoshan, then I will never bother the purity of my predecessors."
Yang Laotou thought for a moment. "There are some implicatures, but it is not a spearhead pointing to Luoshan Mountain. Cui Wei does not have this need. Besides, you believe that Cui Wei, you should always trust Cui Dongshan."
Wei Wei looked helpless, and he really believed that the whimsical white boy who said his words and deeds.
Finally, Yang Laotou said: "That should always be the three portraits hanging from the ancestral hall of the Twilight Peak."
Wei Wei seems to have taken a reassurance between them, and suddenly he is thankful.
Yang Laotou said: "A long time in the mountains and waters, it seems that the gods are singular, but in fact the clouds are all blind, Wei Shanjun can not be ignored."
Wei Wei once again laughed and laughed. "The beauty of the world is both a blind eye and a good eye. If you don't get cheap, you can sell it again."
Yang old man smiled and said: "Weishan Junhao - temperament, scattered very embarrassing."
Wei Wei was slightly relieved and left.
Yang Laotou said to himself: "If you have a good loan, you can borrow it."
All of everything, Cui Wei's plan, is to help the child to use a "naturally righteousness" way to obtain a complete true dragon air transport. It is necessary to let the saints of the three churches and families not pick a little bit of trouble.
Song pays for this niece who is dependent on each other, deep roots of love, a point of a four-legged snake, Song salary is definitely willing to pay, maybe even less.
Yan Xiu will not care about the gains and losses of a fire dragon. If you can do something for Longquan Jianzong, Yan Xiu will not hesitate.
After the rapid growth of Shuji Lake, Gu Yu knew the true power of the word, and naturally learned to do business. What's more, the future life and death of the mother-in-law is, after all, the soft underbelly of Gu Yu.
The prince Gaochun, who studied at the Dalu Linlu Academy for many years, is not obliged to make a golden squid for the Gaohe’s Shanhe community.
As for Zhao Wei, since that year, even the spring prints could not hold, can now hold the wooden dragon? difficult.
Among the younger generations in the town, the only one who is really far from the chessboard is actually Chen Ping, not just as simple as the Great Wall.
However, Cui Wei has the same ability to return Chen Ping to the game, provided that Chen Pingan has the opportunity to return to his hometown.
Just don't know, when Chen Ping is a chess piece, or a chess player.
Or, simply replaced him Cui Wei?
In front of the drug shop, Yang Shu saw an old Confucian crossing the threshold, Yang Xixiao asked: "Old gentleman
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Do you want to see a doctor, or buy some medicine? Have you ever taken a prescription?

If you can talk like this, where is the business of Yangjiapu?
The old man did not mind, laughing: "I am sick and able to save myself, just look at it."
Yang Shu is somewhat unhappy, and casually said: "The medicinal materials are expensive, and now it is more difficult to find medicines in the mountains. If you look at them, you have to look around."
The old Confucian nodded.
When the old Confucian looked around, he would go to the backyard.
Yang Shu is anxious, the old guy is really missing.
I never thought of a dazzling eye. The old Confucian had already gone to the backyard after smashing the curtain. Yang Shu hesitated a moment, and a few words in his heart, playing with the old man Yang, two old things, one would not make money, one would not Willing to save money, old arms and old legs, it is best to hurt the bones for a hundred days.
Yang old man smiled and said: "Rare passengers."
Cui Wei stood near the bench and didn't sit down. He smiled and said: "Since the anti-customer is the main thing, what can be done is just that it is less obvious here."
Yang Laotou said: "You think that Chen Pingan will not come back to Baojuan for the time being. He can't make a finishing touch for the woman. The big man has to retreat to the next and make the last hand?"
Cui Wei nodded: "This is a small matter."
In the same year, Wang Zhu and Chen Pingan signed a contract that was very unstable. If Chen Ping’s luck was not good, he died in the middle. Although Wang Zhu lost his bondage, he could switch to a contract with Song’s salary, but in between, she Will lose a lot of gas. Therefore, in those years, Wang Zhu, who had never been fully wise, treated Chen Ping’s life and death. Wang Zhu’s many actions have always been contradictory. Considering the overall situation, I hope that Chen will grow up vigorously. Both the master and the servant will be proud of each other. It is only on the side of Muping Lane. The two sides are neighbors. They live together day and night, and the dragon is intrinsic. She hopes that Chen will die, so that she can make up her mind early. Concentrate on the big dragons and the Song nationality.
She didn't have to twist for many years, she didn't dare to move, and broke the rules to kill Chen Ping. After all, she was afraid that the saint would suppress it, and she would not be accompanied by a poor worm that was broken by her life. I would like to pray for the pity of the heavens and the earth, and the relationship between the two generations of the Song salary and Chen Pingan has become a mess and tangled. At the moment when Chen Pingan’s Changsheng Bridge was interrupted, Wang Zhu actually had a killing heart. Therefore, the sale of Song’s salary and Yan Nanhua’s business was hidden.
It was only the things that happened later, and the general situation was soaring that Wang Zhu immediately converges a lot, and then dare not act rashly.
Let a true dragon be compassionate and pity, just like the emperor must make the moral perfection.
It’s just that you’ve visited this place before, and Wei Wei’s point of view is not far-reaching.
The general trend has arrived, the machine can not be lost no longer, Cui Wei must let Wang Zhu condense the real dragon air transport in advance, try to restore the peak.
It’s just that Cui Wei’s arrangement for everyone to gather in the town is not limited to this.
Yang old man smiled and said: "As a guest, pay attention to the door. As a master, hospitality is kind. Such a neighbor is really good."
Cui Wei said: "According to the agreement, as long as I am a day in the world, I will not let the dispute between water and fire, repeat the same mistakes in the vast world."
Yang Laotou asked: "Are you dead? Is Cui Dongshan considered to be you? Will you agree that you will still be the same?"
Cui Wei laughed. "Predecessors will ask him to go."
Yang Laotou said: "Reading people wholeheartedly buy and sell, it is really better than one."
Cui Wei said: "I hope that the seniors will also abide by the agreement."
Yang old man nodded. "Of course, buying and selling fairness is the foundation I have always been."
Yan Xiu was born in Fengxue Temple, but he followed his father to the Zhuzhu Cave Day.
Li Liusheng was in the sky of Zhuzhu, but he followed the mother-in-law to travel to the Luzhou Lion Peak.
The two sides occasionally meet, but they will never be neighbors for a long time.
阮秀.
There are Li Bao bottles that are blind to each other, and the younger disciples of the Lushan Mountain are paying for the money. Longquan Jianzong rumors Liu Yuyang, the world's friends left a lot of mud bottle lane Gu Yu. The five elements of the Lushi dynasty belonged to the fire, and the deceased Prince of the country, Yu Lu, was the one who died in the mountains.
Li Liu is around.
There is a younger brother, Li Wei. Zhenlong Zhigui, the natural natural avenue is hydrophilic, so the choice camp of the Song salary set is very obvious. Ma Kuixuan, one is that he is willing to follow the childish Gui, and his grandmother from the Longxu River Po was promoted to the river god. Yulin Shouyi, the knifeman Dong Shuijing, both like Li Liu.
Once the big and the big are involved, the two camps are still in the initial shape. Everyone has their own concerns. If it is a small matter, who can finally stay out of it?
Then you need to have a person who is willing to be reasonable and able to serve the public.
Chen Pingan.
Cui Wei’s playing chess is not to regard those pieces as a hand. Cui Wei never thinks that life and death are all in my hands, and that his fate is played in the applause. It’s not a big deal. Instead, they need to quietly pave the way for those pieces, so that the trajectories of the chess pieces may be bent, but in the end, they can still appear in the position of the key hand at a certain moment.
If you are eager to see the longevity avenue, Cui Wei will not betray the Wensheng.
If you are interested in the right, the Grand Palace of the Palace, the deputy leader of the Middle-earth Confucian Temple, at your fingertips, into my pocket, what is the difficulty?
Yang old man swallowed the clouds and covered the pharmacy. He asked, "What happened?"
Cui Wei rarely showed a hint of helplessness. "I don't believe in others, others can't afford this. I have to separate the soul. I will watch Cui Dongshan. In one day, there are at least two thoughts, and at most, there are 70,000. Cui Dongshan Jing Guan, I have at least three thoughts, and the most thoughts are 80,000. We both have advantages and disadvantages."
Yang Laotou asked: "The roots of those roots are smooth?"
Cui Wei shook his head: "The dispute is not small. Three levels of three-dimensional conversion, we have fundamental differences, almost completely reversed, very troublesome."
Yang Laotou asked with a smile: "Why have you been deliberately not asking me?"
Cui Wei smiled and said: "On the age of the age, you are a predecessor, I am a younger generation, we have to talk about calculations, we are equal."
Yang old man shook his head and said: "You don't need to be self-effacing, you are a senior."
Cui Wei said with a fist and said: "Don’t dare to be calm, fear it."
Polite words, Wen Sheng, from the gentleman to the disciple, to the disciple, seems to be very good at it.
Yang Laotou was dumbfounded, silent for a moment, sighed: "The old show only received apprentices with good vision, the layout of the first apprentice, the stars, the swordsmanship, such as the moon that is not full of the moon, Qi Jingchun learned the highest, but has been down to earth, to keep the world.

The Shuji Lake is really a sect, and it is implicated in Yuguizong of Tongyezhou.
The business of the cross-continental ferry in the sacral beach of Mazong is not small.
The Moji giants, the ancestors of the business, and many of them are still behind the scenes. They have been invited to the gambling table by Cui Wei, and now there are Baidi City owners driving to Baoliangzhou.
Cui Wei sat on the bench and gently covered his knees with his hands. He laughed at himself: "It is not very good at the end."
Yang old man smiled and said: "The monastic life is good, and the article is learned."
Cui Wei smiled and said: "The predecessor's words are very comforting to my heart."
Liu Chicheng took Longbo’s brother and went to Gu
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I am going to go to Zhangzhou City.
Today, the county town of Shuhuang is well-connected and has many roads.
I learned that the young people had dispersed and parted ways. Every time they went back to their homes, the overwhelming pressure in the heart of Chai Bofu was suddenly reduced, and it was unclear.
Liu Chicheng was keenly aware of the change of mood of Chai Bofu and patted the shoulders of the white-headed boy. "Long Bo, you can't see it. You have such a Huigen, the road can be expected."
Chai Bofu looked at the board with one glance: "Thank you for your predecessors."
Shi Chunjia got on the carriage and returned to Dagu Jingcheng with Fu Junbian Wenmao. Li Baobo said that he would ride a horse and ride soon.
Li Wei and Lin Shouyi will return to Datun College with Mao Xiaodong.
Cao Gengxin and the Dongshuijing went to the Huang Erniang wine shop to drink.
The county guard Yuan Zhengding and the Song set salary, the prostitute of the female child, went to the head and went to the old porcelain mountain temple to worship.
Ma Bianxuan took a few samples to see the fairy burial martial temple.
Liu Yuyang followed Yan Xiu to the Longquan Jianzong Mountain. It is not a rumored disciple. Naturally, there is no need to go to the Zu Shitang to burn incense and worship the hanging image. It is really just a wandering around. However, Liu Yuyang said that he had to go to Lushan Mountain first. Yan Xiu seems to have been waiting for this sentence, but she proposed that she can go to Longquan Jianzong first, then go to Luoshan Mountain, and Liu Yuyang feels reasonable.
Then the two people who traveled by the wind, saw Li Baobo walking to the mountains.
The foreigner from the Great Wall of Jianqi, worshipping Jianjia Zhang Jialu, Jiang went, and boarded the Luoshan Mountain under the secret of Jian Xiu Cui Wei.
The big housekeeper Zhu Xuan had mentioned it before, and he planned to let the two people go to the Long Lane to help the old shop. Zhang Jiaxuan and Jiang went to the total. They thought that they should come here first, so I would like to ask Mr. Zhu Lao for some considerations.
In fact, Cui Wei also has his own plans, and he needs to obtain Zhu’s consent.
Just paying for the millet grain, returning from the lotus roots to the Luoshan Mountain, seeing Zhang Jialu and Jiang go, still a little happy.
At least Chen Wenshu, who saw a sack of melon seeds, did not confuse her and Xiaomi, and had to entertain two teenagers who had already counted themselves.
Xiaomi granules can be slicked. Previously, they were blamed for buying more melon seeds. The price is not affordable. The millet granules don’t complain, it’s just pretending that loyalty is not snoring, but it’s a lot of money. This is what it means.
Yuan came to deal with Zhang Jialu and Jiang, and the relationship was good. They climbed the mountain together.
As for the inferior ingot, it is estimated that he is still stupid with the silly, and he is working together on the top of the mountain.
Li Baobao came to Luoshan to borrow the horse. Her little teacher and uncle took home from the lake of Shuehu. He has been raised in the land of Luoshan in these years.
The little teacher is always so old.
When I heard that the treasure bottle sister went to the mountain gate, she immediately flew past the millet grain with her ears.
Across the hundred steps, the money slammed, leaping high, floating and falling, standing in front of Li Bao bottle.
Zhou Mi's shoulders pick a small golden pole, holding a mountain stick, and there is a kind of learning. One suddenly stops, his knees are slightly sloppy, and he sighs softly. He never thought that the strength was too big. The result was in the air, and went straight to the foot of the mountain. I ran over there.
Was picked up by the money and grabbed it back.
The little girl in black swayed and stood in shape, laughing haha.
Seeing a very quick money, Li Bao bottle pinched the girl's cheek, then bent down, hands patted the face of the millet grain, gently twisted, the black girl's two sloppy yellowish eyebrows It was very funny when it was high and low.
Under the leadership of Yuan Lai, Zhang Jialu and Jiang went to the Lushan Temple, a temple with almost no incense.
The downtime and ingots are like asking for money, and they are asking each other for punches in the square.
The three teenagers sat side by side on the railing in the distance.
Zhang Jialu had a look at the two sisters who were at the time of the boxing.
Turning his head and looking at the landscape outside the lonely mountain, he repeated a large group of flying birds, like a floating white river, swaying and slowly flowing.
When Zhang Jialu was a buddy at the Jianqi Great Wall Wine Shop, he had asked Mr. Chen a question in private.
Mr. Chen’s knowledge is so great. Mr. Chen’s knowledge was taught by Master Wen Sheng at the beginning.
The storyteller who finished the story of the landscape, carrying the bench and the bamboo branches, walked side by side with the teenager in the street, smiled and shook his head, saying that it was not like this. At the earliest time, there was a school in my hometown, Mr. Qi, Mr. Qi. It is reasonable to say that in the book, people are outside the book. If you have the opportunity to go to my hometown in the future, you can go to the school to see if you really want to study, there is a new school, and Mr. Master’s knowledge is not small.
At that time, Zhang Jiayu recited the words about reason and books.
Mr. Chen raised his hand slightly and pointed to the distance. He smiled for a child who had not read the book. This sentence was heard in the ear, just like... There was a Jinshan Yinshan out of thin air, but the road was a little far away, but I can see you. Weeping knives, hoes, backing baskets, making big money! All of a sudden, people have hope, it seems that there is a little hope, this life has a worry-free day.
In fact, many of Mr. Chen’s words that have nothing to do with the truth, the teenagers are silently remembered.
Haoran has a lot of poor people in the world. The so-called good days, that is, the new door and the spring festival blessing can be posted every year. The so-called home is honest, that is, there is a lot of money to buy a lot of door gods, Spring Festival couplets, but the place where the house can be attached to the door god, the Spring Festival couplets is so much, not pocket money, can only afford to buy but can not afford.
When the young man finally came to Mr. Chen’s hometown, Mr. Chen was still far away from his youth’s hometown.
The second floor of the bamboo building.
Li Baowan took the girl for money, and the two little girls, Chen Wenshu and Zhou Mi, squatted on the railing to see the scenery.
High, no need to step foot.
The shortest grain of the week, hanging on the railing.
It seems that somewhere in the next moment, you may suddenly see a returning homeman carrying a mountain stick and carrying a bamboo box.
Then he looked up and smiled and waved with them.
The money whispered and asked: "This is the moon in the moon, the bright star is flat, then the master will go home after the day."
Li Baobo said: "Small teacher uncle seems to have been working hard for others. From the first day of his hometown, he has not stopped. It takes a lot of time to stay in the Great Wall of Jianqi. It is also very good. Take a break."
Chen Wenshu smiled and said: "I heard that there are also wine shops, melon seeds, and a large bowl of spring spring noodles."
Zhou Mi's swaying hangover ankles, nodded hard: "Yangchun noodles are delicious, the bigger the bowl, the better."
At the wall of the Great Wall Wine Shop, the second time he left the city and returned to the city, Chen Ping, changed his clean clothes, and just sat at the table, asked for a pot of wine and ate a bowl alone. Yang Chun noodles, although greeted with the children, said that he would not remember to put chopped green onion, but finally put a small chopped green onion.
The two dispensers are rare here, so the shop is not big, but the weight of the spring is full, and the chopped green onion is more important.
Feng Kangle and the two children of the peach plate, sitting on the next table, watching the back of the two shopkeepers bowing down to eat wine.
Chen Pingan turned his head and raised his hand in the hollow bowl. He smiled and said: "Come on another bowl, remember not to put chopped green onion, no need."
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