Chapter 887: Haruyama

Emperor Song He said straightforward words, but saw that Chen Pingan didn’t seem to have the intention to speak at all. After a while, Song He obviously didn’t have the idea of ​​going back home like this. He glanced at the banquet and chopsticks on the table and moved his hand. A chair, slightly changed its position, tilted towards Chen Pingan, and asked: "Mr. Chen, shall we sit down and talk?"
Chen Ping'an nodded, moved the chair, and pulled his gown again. After sitting down, he raised his leg.
A pair of white-bottomed and black-faced melaleuca-soled cloth shoes are exposed on the feet.
Song He said: "Mr. Chen think about it, I can wait."
Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Does it mean the Queen Mother?"
Song He shook his head and said, "It's my own thought."
Song He didn't feel that if he asked, the other party would immediately agree to serve as Dali National Teacher.
Three groups of people, three wedding banquet tables, not adjacent.
His Majesty the Emperor and Chen Pingan were at a table alone, naturally they wanted to discuss business matters, and both parties were already seated.
A king at the foot of the mountain, and a suzerain on the mountain, are people of the same age.
The two did not sit opposite each other, nor did they each face the leftovers on the wine table coldly.
Queen Yu Mian stood beside another wine table.
During this trip, Emperor Song He naturally went on a tour in micro-services. Except for Empress Yu Mian, he was accompanied by only three retinues, an old in the attire of a rich man, and an old who was not very public in the Dali court and the opposition. Enshrined by the Song clan, he is the guardian of the Song clan's imperial tomb. The last retinue stayed on the street outside the gate of Bian's house at this moment, and was responsible for guarding the carriage.
Yu Miangui is the Queen of Dayi, and the Song family of Dayi has had the national teacher Cui Yang in the past 100 years. He never worried about the harem, noble relatives, and eunuchs in politics. Therefore, Yu Mian has also seen many good people on the mountain. Now, as romantic and suave as Weibo, the monarch of Beiyue Mountain, the immortal teacher of Fengxue Temple who looks like a child, and the rich and long beard of the old patriarch of Yunlin Jiang, looks like a god.
In addition, there are a handful of exceptions that make Yu Mian even more impressive. For example, Ruan Qiong, the saint of Longquan Jianzong, the chief consecration of the Dayi dynasty, can’t be said to be raunchy, but dull and reticent, every time he enters the palace. When I saw the emperor, Master Ruan didn't have much to say. Almost all the emperors were questioning. Master Ruan answered very "succinctly and concisely" every time, just like...want to go back to the mountain to strike an iron sword. There is also the Xiyue Mountain monarch Tong Wenchang, who is like a villager and veteran, and he likes to be barefoot all year round. Not to mention standing with Wei Bo, even if standing side by side with Zhongyue Mountain Jinqing, to be honest, she will never judge people by their appearance. , I would also sincerely feel that Mr. Tong Shan is indeed a bit shabby.
When Tong Shanjun was sitting there, Yu Mian had to worry about when the other party would pick his feet.
As for the young Sword Fairy in the Fallen Mountain in front of him, of course he will remember Yu Mian vividly.
Yu Mian is a very careful woman, she just noticed the pair of finely stitched cloth shoes at a glance.
The last table, of course, is the two in-laws whose children have just tied the knot. Both of them are officials from Dali Capital, and they are not big officials, but they are all clear-cut outflows from the Kejia Division, but now there is only one who is eligible to participate in the early dynasty, Bian Wenmao.
Everyone held their breath, no one dared to whisper.
A pair of newly married couples are flushed with excitement and dreamlike.
As the only outsider, Lin Shouyi sat beside his classmate Shi Jiachun.
Empress Yu Mian turned her head and smiled and looked at them, stretched out her hand and pressed twice to signal everyone to sit down.
After everyone sat down, Bian Wenmao found that the empress was still standing there. He wanted to stand up, but just as soon as he lifted his butt, he felt even more wrong, so he had to sit back silently.
Emperor Song He said: "I have always had a doubt, I want to ask Mr. Chen."
Chen Pingan said, "Just ask."
Song He asked: "It seems that Mr. Chen's perception of the Dali court is not bad after those encounters back then?"
For example, according to the espionage report of Dali, Chen Ping’an passed the Sushui Country in the middle of Aquarius Island during the second long journey, and became a friendship with Wufu Song Yushao. The two sides faced the pressure of the 10,000 cavalry soldiers. During the formation, the young man holding the sophora wood sword had his own registration number, and openly put on the sentence "Da Li Chen Ping An is here!"
Chen Ping’an twisted his wrist and produced an extra red wine gourd. After a sip of the wine, he gently placed the sword gourd on his knees.
The first time I went out, I went to Da Sui with Lin Shouyi. The mountain cliff academy in the territory. Exit from Yefuguan and enter Huang Tingguo, which was still a member of the Gao clan of the Da Sui Dynasty. The return route is still from Huang Tingguo. However, they walked a plank road and entered the pass from Niuzalan. At that time, the wind and snow were extreme. During the period, I ran into a team of frontier scouts. One of them stood out. He was a young pawn. It was probably in his early twenties at the time. I didn’t quite understand why that rode his horse. It would be a resolute look. I only wanted to understand later. This team mistook me for an enemy spy at first, and it might be a trainer, so the most correct way at the time was to notify the neighborhood immediately. Those monks who accompanied the army of the Dali Iron Cavalry, and the narrow road meeting in the wind and snow, the two sides are very likely to be born and die instantly. When I declare my identity, I will pass the customs clearance certificate issued by the Longquan County Government to check my identity. After being correct, the rider sitting on horseback did not throw the pass to me, but got off the horse. After handing it back, he smiled and said something to me, roughly meaning The weather is terrible and the road is blocked by wind and snow. If you are worried about getting into trouble, you can go to their Fengsui to take a rest, prepare food, and wait for the wind and snow to lighten up."
A long-distance tourist who has walked through thousands of mountains and rivers tells me about this past that happened more than 20 years ago.
Emperor Song He was very patient, not missing a word, but after listening, it was inevitable that he was a little bit suspicious.
It's just such a small matter?
Chen Ping'an asked, "Does your Majesty feel that things are too small and I can't believe it?"
Song He nodded and said, "It's true, I would not believe it."
Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Is it really a trivial matter?"
Shaking his head, Chen Pingan asked and answered, "I don't think it is necessarily. As a Dali cavalry, facing the gods on the mountain, he is not afraid of death. As a frontier scout, he is very concerned about the people of Dali."
This made the teenager of Huaihuang County, Longquan County, who had just started practicing boxing and martial arts, a kiln worker apprentice in Muping Lane, who had to worry about stepping on dirty bluestone slabs in Fulu Street, Taoye Lane. ", got the first relatively clear impression.
Chen Ping'an carried the sword gourd and knocked on his knees, "In my opinion, there are three people who can turn the sky into the sky for Haoran.
This kind of statement, even if it is a fact, would still seem... out of place, and suspicion of being outspoken to any outsider.
But speaking from Chen Ping'an's mouth, it seemed extremely weighty, and it couldn't be more appropriate.
In the past, everyone might think that Qi Jingchun's selection of an inconspicuous young man in Mud Bottle Alley and accepting apprentices on his behalf would be too childish. It is inevitable to ask why.
But now everyone would think that Qi Jingchun had a very good vision for the close disciple who received such a sustainable incense for Wen Sheng's line in the Lizhu Cave, which was close at hand.
Empress Yu Mian was considerate, personally brought a jug of wine and a wine glass to Emperor Song He.
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded to her.
The empress empress leaned sideways and gave a blessing.
The woman in front of him, Cirou Jiayi.
A Song daughter-in-law who is not liked by the Queen Mother Nanzhan is definitely a good Empress Dali.
When Yu Mian walked back to the previous wine table.
Song He smiled and said, "Yu Mian always feels that Mr. Chen is a gentleman who cultivates both internally and externally."
Chen Ping An almost mistakenly thought that Xiao Mo was possessed by the emperor in front of him, and asked, "Why do you see it?"
Song He said: "There is a table at the gate of Luopo Mountain, which will provide tea for passers-by."
Chen Ping'an laughed off. I just said a little thing, your Majesty, how can you learn? If this is the case, it would be no better than Xianwei's trick of cheating money.
"Furthermore, the local woodcutter in Huaihuang County and the master potter who went into the mountains to find soil dare to sit down and drink tea."
Song He continued: "In Yu Mian's words, you can see from small to big, you can see Mr. Chen's family style and the family style of Luoposhan from the details. Wealthy people often have poor relatives and never return empty-handed. The home of loyalty. Passing by the high gate, the people will not like to avoid disasters, and deliberately walk through quickly. It is the gate of goodness."
Chen Pingan was taken aback for a moment, and nodded, "Your Majesty has a good helper."
Shi Jiachun craned her neck and quietly glanced at Chen Ping An.
Just one got up and then took a seat, as if Chen Ping'an had completely changed himself.
Don't wear a white hosta, a long green shirt and a pair of cloth shoes.
The smile on his face is calm, and his aura is dusty. Probably that is the immortal Dao Qi that has been living in the mountains for a long time?
In short, it wasn't the dark-skinned, bright-eyed straw-shoe boy back then.
Shi Jiachun withdrew his gaze, glanced at his husband, and then at Lin Shouyi.
Husband Bian Wenmao is already a man with slightly creamy temples.
However, Lin Shouyi, who was about the same age, still had the appearance of a weak crown.
Bian Wenmao's understanding of Lin Shouyi's wife only said that Lin Mu-mutou was a zealous person with facial paralysis. His father used to be a small official in the yamen of his hometown's kiln affairs supervision and construction bureau. A small official, put it in the place, maybe even the lintel is glorious, but in the Nanxunfang where it is said that the official lang official walks everywhere, it is not enough to see.
Lin Shouyi joked softly: "Remember to look for the chair that your Majesty is sitting on, and put it back and put it away, so it can be used as a family heirloom."
Shi Jiachun glared and wanted to say something, but Bian Wenmao stretched out her hand in a panic and pressed her arm hard. Shi Jiachun stretched out a finger against her lips to remind Lin Shouyi not to say anything.
Lin Shou smiled and nodded, and looked at the apologetic Bian Wenmao with sweat on his forehead. Bian Wenmao smiled bitterly. He was too nervous.
Yu Mian looked at Lin Shouyi, a forty-year-old monk in the Yuanying realm who had served as a gift for the Qidu Temple.
You must know that the Supreme Elder of Changchun Palace is the Nascent Soul Realm.
Ruan Qiong, the chief worshipper of the Dayi Dynasty, was also the Yupu Realm.
There are many small vassal states in the south, and a golden celestial earth immortal can serve as the chief worshiper or even the national teacher.
His Majesty the emperor actually liked this person very much, and even deliberately let Lin Shouyi take charge of the ceremonial shrine to sacrifice to the Qing clerk. After seven or eight years of qualifications in the officialdom of the capital, he could once again be promoted as a minister of ceremonies.
It may be because the younger generation of the old Lizhu Dongtian is too dazzling and shining.
That makes Lin Shouyi not so conspicuous.
Because there is Chen Ping’an in the Luopo Mountain, Liu Xianyang, the sword fairy who used to study in the Chen family in Nan Po Suozhou for ten years, Ma Kuxuan who is a blockbuster in Zhenwu Mountain, and Zhao Yu, who has been to the Wucai World of Xing Department, and even more. There is Gu Can, the "mad disciple" who became the direct disciple of Zheng Juzhong in Baidicheng...
It seems to have overlooked this Lin Shouyi, who has always been going around in Aquarius Island. There is no unattainable mountain pedigree, no horrifying mountain fighting method, only year after year of concentrated study and silent cultivating, so Lin Shouyi’s so-called
Famous Moves and Two Capitals
is actually far underestimated, because nowadays, Lin Shouyi is only regarded as the Golden Core Immortal on the mountain. The aphorism of "Yuan Ying" is misleading.
Shi Jiachun was really curious. She leaned over, put a hand to cover her mouth, lowered her voice, and asked Lin Shou in a low voice, "What is your Majesty talking to Chen Pingan?"
Lin Shouyi said, "I can't hear you either."
The mausoleum guard who cultivated in the Mausoleum of Dayi Emperor set a ban on mountains and rivers that cut off the heavens and the earth.
Shi Jiachun said in a daze: "Chen Ping An is so courageous, and chatting with your Majesty is so casual, is this considered a chattering?"
Lin Shou smiled and nodded.
Not brave enough to be the last hermit of the Great Wall of Jianqi.
Besides, if Chen Pingan was timid, he would like Ning Yao?
Shi Jiachun hesitated.
Lin Shouyi said in his heart: "Don't worry, no matter whether the talk is over there or not, it's a good thing for you anyway. Chen Ping'an has always done things safely."
With Chen Ping'an's temper, if Emperor Song He dared to anger his family, the consequences would only be more serious than turning his face on the spot with Chen Ping'an. It would be possible to go back to the palace and lift the table directly.
But I believe that with today's mind and energy, it will not be so small.
Lin Shouyi still doesn't know, but Chen Ping'an has already turned the table with Queen Mother Nanzhan.
Shi Jiachun nodded. Whether it was Lin Shouyi, who had been studying for many years at the school in her hometown school, or Chen Ping An, who later became Li Baoping's little uncle, she felt that they were trustworthy.
This is a female instinct.
Xiao Mo and Xian Wei did not go to the side’s house to attend the wedding banquet, but looked for a nearby alley.
Xiao Mo stood against the wall, Xian Wei squatted aside and took a pot of wine. He bought it at his own expense. There was no way. He couldn't afford to pay for the money, and could not drink the wedding wine, so he could only do it on his own.
It doesn't matter, anyway, in the future, I will be a cultivator of immortality, and my pockets are filled with immortal money. What are the yellow and white things under the mountain such as gold and silver? It is too tacky and detrimental to immortality.
Xianwei looked at the busy traffic outside Bian’s house, and said:
Guanglu Temple Cheng, the official is not small, not to mention the Beijing official of your Dali dynasty. According to the rules of Aquarius Island today, the local officials of Dali are better than the civil servants of the vassals. For the first grade, the Jingguan must be the next higher grade. If this is the small country of the vassal in the south, it must not be the leader of the Great Nine Qing yamen, or at least a master of the six ministers. Master Cao is indeed a on the mountain, and the friends you know are either rich or noble. , There is no such thing as a friend."
Xiao Mo looked at the immortal Wei who looked up and drank like a cow, and couldn't help asking, "Do you like drinking so much?"
Xianwei put down the hip flask, hiccuped, patted his stomach and wiped his mouth, "I don't like it much."
Then Xian Wei raised the jug in his hand and grinned, "Am I drinking? I drink money."
These years of displacement, desolation, and desperate hunger and coldness. The key to a full meal and three meals is to rely on scams and abductions to make money, otherwise you really want to be a beggar. Every time you make a move, you have to be frightened. After all, prison food is not delicious. Now following Master Cao, I can’t sleep if I have a place to eat bread when I am hungry, and drink when I am thirsty. This has already made Xianwei cry for happiness.
Xianwei remembered something, "Xiao Mo, tell me the truth, why does the old real person from the Jingcheng Road Zhengya Office call Master Cao "Chen Shanzhu"?"
Xiao Mo said: "Cao Mo is a pseudonym for the son who walks in the rivers and lakes."
"Little Mo."
Xianwei took a sip of his wine and said in the same tone as Cao Mo, "I want to ask you what the ‘mountain’’ said?
Is there a Xianjia Mountain, a fairy cave, a dragon entrenched, and a bird screaming forever? Exotic flowers and weeds all over the mountains and plains, treasures of nature and land that can be seen everywhere?
Since Cao Mo is a cultivator who knows the skills of the immortal family, he can enter and leave at will at the Taoist Office and the Translation Bureau of the Beijing Normal School. He is also a "mountain lord", and he must be no different.
Don't weigh, how thick is this thigh that I am holding? How high is the backer that I found by my ability?
Xiao Mo lowered his head and glanced at Xianwei. Because he can keenly perceive the other's heartstrings, this guy always has such a whimsical mind.
Xiao Mo explained: "The son bought a few hills in his hometown."
Xianwei asked, "The top of the mountain? How big?"
Xiao Mo said, "I've never been to the son's hometown. Leaving the capital this time, you will soon be able to see the mountain with your own eyes."
Xianwei said.
Xiao Mo asked: "I will follow my son to go up the mountain and cultivate the Tao, what do you want to do?"
"It must be, how could it not be."
Xianwei stubbornly cut the railroad: "We must capture the fox, the charm and the ghosts, the goddess will dream, and we will swim in the fairyland..."
Xiao Mo regretted asking this question, listening to Xianwei's rants, he was summed up by this guy as "30 things that must be done after cultivating to become an immortal". Xiao Mo couldn't listen anymore and couldn't help reminding him. Said: "Xianwei, have you ever heard of a nobleman's speech late? Flower seems to be the most troublesome, but Shi can't be the most pleasant."
Xianwei stopped talking angrily, suddenly his expression changed slightly, and said anxiously: "Master Cao's hilltop is fine, it's better not to be near Piyun Mountain!"
Xiao Mo asked: "Why is this?"
"Gao Fengliang pierced Yunshan Mountain, two-sleeved breeze Wei Shanjun!"
Xianwei slapped his hands with his hip flask, and said with emotion, "Xiaomo, you haven't heard of this? Even I have heard of the great name of Wei Shanjun at Piyun Mountain. It is said that there will be several night banquets a year. The fairy masters on the mountains, the city gods, and the gods of the mountains and the gods of the water in the entire Beiyue boundary, all of them smashed the pots and sold iron, fastened their belts and lived their lives. They were miserable, and they were just a big rooster, passing by Piyun Mountain. Only the next two eggs can go..."
Xianwei has been traveling north through hardships over the years, and has nothing to do with the mountain, nor has he ever been to a Xianjia ferry. As for those fairy houses on the mountains with clouds and mists, don't even think about it. Xianwei only deals with poor mountains and bad waters all the way. It means that his general rhetoric can only be heard from the rivers and lakes under the mountain, so you can imagine the "famous and good reputation" of Weibo and Piyunshan.
Xiao Mo was quite surprised when he heard that, even if the hearsay of Xianweidao is a bit exaggerated and moist, even if you make a half-fold... So Xiao Mo thought about it. To be on the safe side, it seems that he had to prepare it early. It's a gift, so as not to make a stingy evaluation on Wei Shanjun's side.
It is really embarrassing for his son to stand with such a neighbor who is not an easy generation.
Xianwei looked at a place on the street and said, "Xiao Mo, look at that coachman. He looks like an old and strong trainer. Look at the bulging muscles of the two arms. I guess I can punch down. The table pierces, hits people, and you can’t...spit out a bottle of blood? Xiao Mo, although you are a half-way immortal master, after all, you are not as accustomed to the world as I am. When you encounter this kind of person in the future, you must be careful. Be careful, detour and behave well."
An old coachman stood next to a carriage, dozing with his arms around his chest. He noticed the sight from the other side of the alley, and the old coachman opened his eyes. The guy squatting and drinking is a Liujin realm trainer. But the monk in the yellow hat and blue shoes seems to be the worship of Luoposhan. He just recorded the file at the Ministry of Justice and became the third-class worship of Dali. The name is Xizhu and the name is strange? Anyway, it was Zhang Xinface, who had accompanied some guy to the palace before, and made a lot of noise over there, and his realm should not be too low.
The old coachman intends to look at his supernatural powers to find out to see if he can identify the general roots and depths of his actions.
I just took a look, what's wrong?
If you don't want to be seen, don't go out.
Xiao Mo smiled in his heart: "Senior spied on his popular machine without authorization. This is not in compliance with the rules, right?"
The divisions of the ancient Lei Department, in the old heavenly court, were quite powerful. They were responsible for driving the sea and moving the mountains, moving the four seasons, raising and lowering the yin and yang, holding the balance of things, and the division of health and death. In particular, the Lei Department’s Division of Investigation, who is responsible for the implementation of penalties, whether the victim is a dereliction of duty, an illegal land immortal, or a genus of a chaotic dragon spirit, shall first cut off his god, then examine his shape, and let his shape disappear. As a result, the corpse was shattered and the primordial spirit was broken.
The old coachman was slightly surprised, it was not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Now that the other party was wary, the old coachman did not continue to use his natal supernatural powers, but casually asked, "Sword repair? Where did it come from? The Central Earth Confucian Temple rationed Chen Pingan's guardian? Or did it come from the Sword Qi Great Wall whose reputation is not obvious? The criminal officer's line?"
"I am indeed a sword repairman. As for where I come from, since I am not familiar with the predecessors at the moment, let alone friends, I won't let my heart go, so I won't talk more."
Xiao Mo still smiled, "It's just that the troubled seniors respect my son. It's best not to call him by his first name, such as Mr. Chen or Mr. Chen Shanzhu. It will be fine."
The old coachman was amused, he was so agitated, and he was stinking to learn from whom, even the little baby with the surname Chen seemed to be chatting with himself, he wouldn't be so silly.
Besides, when did an Upper Five Realm Sword Repairer lose so much? What can't you do, go to be a doggy follower for a young man in his forties?
However, the old coachman is now much more cautious in his words and actions, and he tentatively asked, "The fortuneteller of Lu's was cut by you?"
Xiao Mo asked: "Listening to what seniors mean, do you want to be familiar with me?"
If you want to get acquainted with Jian Xiu, of course, you can only ask the sword and lead the sword.
The old coachman almost ignored his temper.
The guy in the yellow hat and blue shoes, look at that warm-hearted, speaks in no rush, for some reason, always feels that this person is more owed than Chen Pingan.
Just thinking that he had just cleaned up the old Xiu at the flower shed of the Huoshen Temple earlier, the old coachman took a deep breath, stopped speaking, and closed his eyes again.
Xiao Mo asked with a smile: "When did the 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 smiled: "In the early years, the Jade Hub Zhanguan Division, thunder and lightning, so magnificent, deafening, and the heart trembling when you see.
The old coachman suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the "young" monk who opened the old calendar, and asked each other in his heart, like thunder, "Say! Where are you sacred?!"
Xiao Mo smiled, "He's just an unknown little person."
It was just that he had asked about the sword with the chief officials of Leibu, one mansion and two houses.
Xianwei got up and ran into the alley quickly, but he didn't forget to turn his head and reminded: "Xiao Mo Xiaomo, that old coachman seems to be staring at you, don't fight, go out, and make money. ."
The old coachman sighed and closed his eyes again.
I can't move the old yellow.
At the Bian’s wedding banquet lobby, Chen Ping’an was a little helpless. Today, he seemed to be forced to become the host here, sending out the most distinguished couple of the Dali dynasty outside the lobby.
It's just that Chen Ping'an stopped after crossing the threshold, and there was no need to send it to the street beyond the mansion gate.
Yu Mian smiled and asked, "Dare to ask Mr. Chen, these cloth shoes are sewn by Ning Jianxian?"
Chen Pingan smiled kindly, shook his head and said: "It was given to me by an old mother."
Although there are more than 20 pairs of cloth shoes, I still need to save some wear. The only flaw is that I can't bear to wear them on rainy days.
After that, Bian Wenmao, men, women and children of the two families, of course had to follow along.
The emperor Song He chatted with the border temple Cheng of Guanglu Temple all the way, the empress Yu Mian had a gentle expression, and she was congratulating the newlywed couple.
Lin Shouyi stood at the door, accompanying Chen Pingan.
Chen Ping An asked with a smile: "Still the same way? I have nothing to say after seeing your father?"
Lin Shou nodded, "It's good to get used to it."
Every family has its cupboard.
Each time the father and son meet, it usually does not exceed three sentences.
There was only one exception, when Lin Shouyi was about to take up the post of Dadu Temple Zhu, the father who had been practicing for most of his life at the public school, only said a few more words.
Chen Pingan has always admired Lin Shouyi.
Even if I have seen many well-deserved Taoist geniuses, I still feel that Lin Shouyi's Taoism is clear and does not lose anyone.
When the group travelled far to study, Chen Pingan wore straw sandals and a hatchet at his waist, and was responsible for clearing the way and vigil.
Little Treasure Bottle is innocent and innocent, whimsical.
At that time, Cui Dongshan was weird and absurd.
Lin Shouyi is serious, Yu Lu is indifferent, thank you for your perseverance.
As for Li Huai...just do it at will. Anyway, he's good at nesting.
Zhu He has a stable temperament, and Zhu Lu is arrogant and willful.
Of course, there is also the Alian who Chen Pingan was curious about "whether he could beat Zhu He or not".
This is Chen Pingan's first long trip.
When returning home, there were more girls in pink skirts and children in Tsing Yi, and on the snowy plank road, they also met Bai Ze and Humei Qingying.
Shi Jiachun was the first to come back here. She carried her skirt, rushed back all the way, stood on tiptoe, and slapped Chen Ping An's shoulder vigorously.
Although I don't know what the Emperor's Majesty came to talk with Chen Pingan specifically, but Shi Jiachun was smart when he was a child. Before he went to the school, he would plan to help settle the accounts in his own shop.
A monk on the mountain who can make his majesty the emperor's main action salute.
A guy sitting next to Emperor Dali, who dared to cross his legs.
This is unimaginable.
Among the people of the same age in the town, Lin Shouyi, as a on the mountain, and Ma Kuxuan in Xinghua Lane, are very good.
The most promising officer is of course Zhao You, who is the chief minister of the criminal ministry.
To do business, it must be Dong Shuijing, otherwise he can do business with the children of Shangzhu Kingdom like Cao Gengxin and Yuan Zhengding, and be friends?
Before that, Shi Jiachun only regarded Chen Ping'an as the rich man on the mountain, and at best he was similar to Dong Shuijing.
But since they are friends, of course, the better they are.
Bian Wenmao was frightened by his wife's disrespectful actions, and his face paled.
Chen Pingan smiled and said, "It's okay."
Lin Shouyi dismantled the platform and said, "It's okay? How can Lord Chen let me deal with it?"
Shi Jiachun grinned and said: "I knew this. The price of the two shops in Qilong Alley in my house had to be at least doubled back then. It's really a bargain."
Bian Wenmao pulled his wife's sleeve.
On Mr. Chen's side, don't be so rude.
Chen Ping’an looked at Bian Wenmao and explained with a smile:
Bian Si Cheng, the last time Shi Jiachun returned home, I happened to be traveling abroad. If I was not in my hometown, I missed it with you. This is the first time I have traveled in so many years. Beijing, so I didn’t meet until today. Don’t be surprised. I bought the New Year's Eve shop and Caotou shop in Qilong Alley at a low price from the Shi family. This favor is great."
Today Chen Ping’an’s elementary money is two small summer coins, which are calculated according to the market price on the mountain, which is two hundred thousand taels of silver. There may be an extra one to twenty thousand taels of silver.
price.
Of course, it is not that Chen Ping'an can't come up with two Gu Yu money, but it is not appropriate.
Bian Wenmao hurriedly laughed and said, "I have often heard Jiachun talk about Mr. Chen these years. I saw him today and he was well-deserved."
Now Bian Wenmao works at the Guanglu Temple in Xiaojiuqing, serving as the senior of Guanglu Temple. The official is not big, but he is in charge of affairs and holds real power.
In his early years, Bian Wenmao was born in the Second Grade Jinshi. After he left the Imperial Academy, he had a lot of toss and turns inside the Beijing Yamen. First, he went to the Imperial College and served as an assistant in law. Before the temple, he had been a Fengli Lang of Taichang Temple. Bian Wenmao's promotion in the officialdom was unhappy, but it was fairly stable. The only problem is that he didn't serve in the six government offices. In this life, he was a Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple. Bian Wenmao was certain of it. But if he would one day be in charge of Guanglu Temple, he did not dare to have any extravagant expectations.
Li Huai told Chen Ping’an about this Bian Wenmao, a capital official with eyes on his forehead. He didn’t look down on the local buns in these small towns. Everyone liked to answer the question, but he still treated Shi Jiachun. Not bad.
Shi Jiachun smiled brightly, secretly stretched out a hand, shook it gently, and signaled to Chen Ping An that there was no such thing at all. Just listen to the kind words of her husband.
As soon as Chen Ping'an and Lin Shou left the Bian's house, Lin Shouyi asked, "Would you like to sit in my house? My father was born in a kiln, and your elders are well connected, so I guess I have some chat with you."
Chen Ping'an shook his head, and said earnestly, "Shouyi, the old man is no longer young, don't look at your father without a smiling face on your side, as long as you become a relative, then you will not be concerned about sons and daughters, and other generations of kissing. It doesn’t make sense to say that your father’s smiling face in one day has been kept for more than a year on your side. If you don’t believe it, we can make a bet, a small bet on Yiqing, just two small summer money."
Lin Shou smiled and his lips moved slightly. At this moment, the silence was better than the sound, and he gave Chen Ping an a roll.
Chen Pingan took out a booklet from his sleeve and said with heart: "Mr. Qi promoted the Lei Ju, and there are still some discrepancies with the Longhushan Tianshifu. By chance, I learned a little bit of fur and compiled it. This booklet, your qualifications are good, after reading through it, see if you can make progress in every possible way."
Lin Shouyi slipped into his sleeve and laughed angrily: "If you give a gift, just give it, don't say it's like receiving a gift."
Chen Ping'an tut and said, "You have a face to say about me? You, the gift recipient, are like a gift."
Lin Shouyi asked, "Is this back?"
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 establish the next festival. The specific time has not yet been determined, roughly at the end of this winter or the beginning of spring next year. Anyway, go if you have time, and forget it if you don’t have time."
Lin Shouyi said: "If I can't get to Tongyezhou, you can ask Dong Shuijing to count my good money together. Anyway, he has a lot of money in his pocket. The in Qian's eyes, he likes to be a rich man. Apart from having no ability to make money, he deserves to be a bachelor..."
Chen Ping'an held back a laugh.
Lin Shouyi is generally not like this.
The exception is Dong Shuijing’s side. The reason is very simple. The two former classmates both missed Li Liu when they were young, and became rivals for each other. In the end, neither of them turned out to be the end of the game. Li Liu did not marry. When Li Liu married a foreigner, Lin Shouyi and Dong Shuijing now meet each other again. It’s a different kind of dislike to see each other. Probably both of them have both on their foreheads. I was put on a label by the other party, written in two big characters, waste...
Lin Shouyi was about to leave, and looked at each other with Chen Ping An.
Chen Ping'an and Xiao Mo said in their hearts, they told him to take Xianwei to follow them and walk to Chunshan Academy together.
On the carriage, Yu Mian asked, "What did Mr. Chen say?"
Emperor Song He rubbed his eyebrows, "He said that next time he passes by the capital, he will give an exact explanation."
Yu Mian stretched out his fingers, gently twisted the emperor's sleeves, squinted and smiled, and said charmingly, "Don't get sulking."
Song He laughed blankly, holding her hand backhand.
Envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.
Yu Mian smiled as usual, lowered his body, and pressed his cheek to the back of the emperor's hand.
She just didn't know the emperor's palms were sweaty.
Obviously, after she sent her hip flask and wine glasses, the two parties did not talk easily.
Chunshan Academy.
The old scholar waited for his disciple Chen Ping'an, before passing on his disciple Lin Shouyi.
Lin Shouyi is very good, but he is still not good at bachelor.
The old scholar had a very good impression of this college. This was not here last time, and he recognized a distant nephew named Zhou Jiagu at no cost.
The old scholar was waiting at the gate of Chunshan Academy.
He will soon return to the China-Tu Confucian Temple.
The old man held his hands and looked up at the plaque in the college.
Spring mountain.
The words are well written, and the names are also well obtained.
The spring of Qi Jingchun, the mountain of Cui Dongshan.
Chen Ping'an and Lin Shouyi fell into shape and saluted each other.
The old scholar turned around and asked with a smile: "Ping'an, Shouichi, tell me, which one of my studies do you like the most?"
Chen Ping’an’s answer is to encourage learning.
Lin Shouyi's reply is on Tian Lun.
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 slowly said: "The gentleman said, learning is impossible. Knowing the difference between heaven and man, it can be said to be very human."
"The stars follow the rotation, the sun and the moon pass the bamboo, the four eras are imperial, the yin and yang are greatly transformed, and the wind and rain are beneficial. The sky sees its bright, the earth sees its light, and the gentleman cherishes its pure and complete.
"The change of heaven and earth, the transformation of yin and yang, and the rarer things. The strangeness is also possible, but the fear is also not. Therefore, a gentleman must choose his hometown when he travels.
"Shouyi, are there any doubts about Tianlun?"
"There are several places."
"Okay, there is no doubt about reading, it is equal to the intestines, we just walk and talk, you ask and I answer."
"By the way, Shouyi. If you encounter similar academic problems in the future, you can send a letter to the Gongde Lin. As for the practice, if you encounter the problem, you can directly ask Jingsheng Xiping, Taoism is one way. , I can help you transfer it to Fu Lu Yuxuan or Zhao Tianshi, but these two are not too busy now, and may have to reply to you later. But if you encounter a bigger problem..."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "As long as I am short of money, I will definitely not charge interest. When I have money and when I will pay back, I will definitely not call for debts."
The old show will smile heartily.
Look, listen.
What is a proud disciple.
Lin Shouyi stretched out his hand, "Bring it."
Chen Pingan was stunned, "What?"
Lin Shouyi said: "To break the bottleneck of Yuanying, I need a few foreign treasures. I estimated that I would need a hundred grains of rain money. I am really worried. I came to Beijing this time to raise money. "
Chen Ping An 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, "Wait a few days before I return to Luopo Mountain and ask the accountant Wei Wenlong for money. It will definitely not delay your business."
Lin Shouyi put his hand away and asked with a smile: "Dangdang Shanzhu, don't you have any private money?"
Chen Pingan said awe-inspiringly: "What kind of private money does a man want?"
The old scholar immediately understood why he was in the line of Wensheng, and the closed disciple alone was able to find a daughter-in-law.
This comprehension is hard to get.
Lin Shouyi asked a few questions about scholarship. Although there were not many problems, he was an old scholar who was regarded as the ancestor by seniority. He spoke very carefully and took half an hour. After that, Lin Shouyi left the academy and said that he was going home. One trip.
Chen Ping’an said in his heart:
Shouyi, if you need someone else to protect the road before the retreat breaks the border in the future, you must remember to say hello to me. As long as I am not in another continent at the time, I will protect you. How about?

Lin Shouyi made a rare joke, "I am so polite with the little uncle, that's all."
Chen Ping’an reminded:
One yard goes to one yard. When you enter the upper five realms, you have to return the cost of one hundred grain rain coins? I make an exception and give you a 20% discount. "
Lin Shou smiled and said nothing.
Chen Pingan felt that the matter was suspended.
Returning to the mountain gate the same way, Lin Shouyi Yufeng returned to the capital.
During the period, I met a young man with a yellow hat and blue shoes, and a young Taoist priest who looked around and curious.
The old scholar took out a kit from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Ping An.
Chen Ping'an received the kit in a bewildered manner, and opened it to see that he was surprised that there was the colorful knot of Aunt Feng's inside.
It is refined from the lifeblood of the gods of flowers of Baihuafudi.
The old Xiucai smiled and said, "Why don't you get married? Senior Aunt Feng asked you to hand it over to the flower master of Baihua Fudi. The only requirement is to let the December flower of Fudi come here with her sincerely. apologize."
"Aunt Feng means that this thing is rare. You can't run errands in vain at that time. You have to ask Fudi for the title of Taishang Keqing. If you don't give it, you don't give it away."
There are many flower gods in the Hundred Flowers, and the December flower is the highest. Among them, the blessed land flower owner is the head. After that, the four life masters who are responsible for the four seasons of flowers bloom, and then the seven flower gods who hold the moon. Empress.
In December, the goddess of flowers, each has his own natal guest, this position will certainly not be left empty, in addition to that, there will be more senior guests, but most of them are wishful thinking of the goddess of flowers. For example, Bai is the grandest guest of Peony, but Bai will not travel to Baihuafu as a guest.
As for the grand guest of the entire Hundred Flowers Fortune Land, after the catastrophe of the blessed land of "violent winds, anger, and withering flowers", it has been hanging in the air for thousands of years.
What is waiting is who can retrieve this colorful knot from the "Feng Jia Ma Zi".
Chen Ping’an said:
Sir, I know how Senior Aunt Feng’s speaking style is. I can help deliver things and talk, but the grand guest of this whole blessed land, even if Hundred Flowers and Fortune take the initiative to give it to me, I won’t want it. of."
The old scholar smiled, and did not persuade him for the time being, "If the negotiation is not made, the God of Fortune Flower is unwilling to come here to admit mistakes, you have to promise aunt Feng to protect the flower pickers on the mountain from being killed."
When I turn around, I will send a letter to the flower master Empress, personally teach the tips and tricks. For example, let them accept the colored knots first, and then suddenly change their words. If you, Mr. Chen, don't agree to the guest, you won't go to Ao Ping Zhou to ask Aunt Feng to apologize.
Chen Pingan hesitated to speak but stopped.
The old Xiucai whispered, "Don't worry too much about Aliang and Zuo idiot."
"Because the kid Li Huai said something unintentional when he was hanging around with Taoist Nen, saying,'My brother Aliang is not a bachelor. As for the invincible swordsman Zuo, he still has to teach him. I have a few swordsmanship skills."
Chen Pingan's face was embarrassed and said, "Sir, this is also true?"
The old scholar smiled and said, "Just wait and see."
Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.
The old scholar turned his head and waved vigorously and shouted, "Xiaomo Xiaomo, this way."
After hearing this, Xiao Mo asked Xianwei to stroll around by himself first, and came to Mr. Wen Sheng alone.
For some reason, seeing this young Wensheng, Xiao Mo always felt like he was getting along with an elder.
Probably because Wen Sheng is highly knowledgeable and shows old age?
The old scholar said: "Brother Xiaomo, I am going to return to the Confucian Temple soon, so this closed disciple will be taken care of by you."
Xiao Mo nodded and said, "Mr. Wen Sheng, I can't guarantee that there will be no accidents, but I can guarantee that if there is any accident, Xiao Mo will definitely stand next to the son, and the sword will not be slow."
"Good! This is absolutely domineering!"
The old scholar smiled at hearing, and gave a thumbs up, "It's worthy of the little Mo brother whom I met and hit it off. Later, I will introduce you to Bai Ye, Daochang Sun, and Tianshi Zhao. They are all my best friends. No way, me. There are not many friends and there are only so few people with good swordsmanship."
Xiao Mo Zuoyi thanks.
The old scholar hurriedly held Xiao Mo's arm, "I will return to Central Earth Shenzhou this time, and I will talk to the old-fashioned Confucian Temple gang in advance. In the future, Brother Xiao Mo will travel across the continent in Haoran, so I don’t need to report to the Confucian Temple ."
Xiao Mo thought for a while, but declined the matter, "Mr. Wen Sheng's kindness accepted it, but I think this matter is still going according to the rules, Xiao Mo shouldn't make Mr. Wen Sheng and the son embarrassed about this kind of thing."
The old scholar gently patted Xiao Mo on the shoulder, and then helped tidy up his clothes, just like an old man sees a young junior who is about to leave his hometown.
The old man smiled and murmured: "Acceptable, understanding, understanding, understanding, Xiao Mo is very kind."
Xiao Mo smiled shyly, a little overwhelmed.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "When the saints and heroes meet, when it comes to human sentiment, the sword will sing."