Chapter 805: White clothes and green shirts

Night ship, Lingxi city.
In the evening of this day, Ning Yao planned to go to the next city, she just opened the night ship ban, and the sword light went straight into the sky. So that Zhongtu Confucian Temple knows the whereabouts of this ferry.
Before leaving, Ning Yao brought Pei Qian, millet grains and the white-haired boy to find the female city lord who is known as the Haoran World Graceful Poetry Sect. In addition to thanking Lingxi City for the hospitality, he also helped Chen Ping’an’s friend Jiang Shangzhen. , Give her a message.
Mrs. Li and the handsome boy with the first antlers walked on the covered bridge above the sea of ​​clouds with some foreign guests. There was a beautiful sunset near the covered bridge, like a precious lichen of bright red color. Climbing high and overlooking, the scenery is pleasant, the mountains are beautiful day and night, the birds are reunited, the world is quiet and peaceful.
Mrs. Li was suddenly upset, because at the end of the bridge, an uninvited group of guests came from Xingcheng City.
She admires Ning Yao, but that doesn't mean she likes all sword repairs.
Ning Yao is to the swordsmanship of the world, just like she is to the poems and essays, she will never lose to any man, ancient and modern.
Ning Yao frowned slightly, wondering how this night ship would have an Ascendant Swordsman for no reason.
Could this person come for Chen Ping An?
But the opponent seems to be hurt?
Ning Yao turned his head and said to Mrs. Li: "I came to see us. Madam will just sit on the sidelines. If Lingxi City is accidentally broken, I will definitely pay the price afterwards."
She has no money, Chen Ping'an has.
Mrs. Li nodded, really unwilling to mix up these awe-inspiring right and wrongs and grievances on the mountain, so she left here with the boy with antlers who was born from the cultural movement.
Criminal officer. The direct disciple Du Shanyin. Handmaid Jiqing, the incarnation of ancestral money.
Du Shanyin saw the sword-backed woman, a little nervous, called Ning Jianxian, and then self-registered, and said that he was living in the streets of Jianqi Great Wall.
Ji Qing smiled sweetly, gave a blessing, and called Miss Ning.
Ning Yao nodded in return.
There was a rare smile on the criminal officer's lifeless face. He signed up, "My name is Haosu. I was in the Great Wall of Jianqi and I have been in jail."
Ning Yao felt stunned, clasped his fist and said, "I have seen senior criminal officer."
She has not seen a criminal officer, but has heard of the name "Hausu". Chen Xi, who was renamed Chen Ji in Feisheng City, mentioned it to her a few years ago. Said that next time the door is opened, if this person can come to the fifth world and is willing to continue to serve as a criminal officer, it will be a great help to Feishengcheng.
Criminal officer Haosu, although he had a natural prejudice against Chen Ping An, it was only because Chen Ping An had a blessed land.
Haosu has no liking for any master of the world.
But for Ning Yao, he has quite a bit of the mentality of elders looking at younger generations.
This was the first time that Du Shanyin, the only direct disciple, knew the master's name.
I just don't know whether the master never had a surname or whether it was deliberately omitted.
The white-haired boy was a little hairy and moved little by little. He stood behind Pei Qian and thought about it. She felt that she was still standing behind Xiao Mi Li, and was more stable. Standing behind the little winter melon, she squatted slightly on her knees. If you don't see the criminal officer, you can't see her even as a criminal officer.
Haosu glanced at the white-haired boy, and said in his heart to Ning Yao: "I was entangled by Wu Shuangjiang and forced to fight in the Appearance City. I was reluctant to work hard, so I was hurt."
unwilling. The criminal officer's wording is somewhat subtle.
Ning Yao nodded.
When Jianxiu crossed the border to kill the enemy, on the real mountain, he would encounter a very high pass.
Ning Yao had just learned how difficult it is to kill that Su Gong Wu Shuangjiang.
Ning Yao asked: "This time I return to Haoran, seniors want to seek revenge with others?"
She doesn't like to be polite with people, and she doesn't like talking around. If this sword repairer is not a criminal officer, there is nothing to talk about on both sides.
Haosu nodded, "I want to seek revenge, for the sake of his hometown. There is a Nanguang in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. The cultivation base is not low, and the ascending state, but there is only one state left, not good at fighting. The rest is a bunch of waste, After so many years, even if they are not dead, they are just lingering, it is not worth mentioning, but after slaughtering Nanguang, if luck is good and I can escape, I will go to Qingming World. If I am not lucky, I will probably go to Gongde Lin. I'm partnering with Liu Cha. Feisheng City will not go for the time being. Anyway, I am a criminal officer."
Ning Yao just listened to these old accounts.
The criminal officer said for no reason: "It's not good to find someone to be a priest, but I want to find Chen Pingan."
Ning Yao shook his head and said, "Senior is not qualified to point fingers on this matter."
The white-haired boy turned his head secretly, and then quietly gave a thumbs up. Such a thing is really only Ning Yao dare to say.
Look, any criminal officer, dare not put a fart, yo, and smile, why don't you laugh out of your teeth?
Haosu squinted to look over there.
The white-haired boy immediately hid and shrank his neck.
Millet grains don't understand anything anyway, just holding a trekking stick, standing still, to help shelter the short white-haired winter melon behind him.
The little girl in black grinned at the man and quickly turned into a pursed smile.
Haosu smiled and nodded, saying hello to the little girl.
The millet grains immediately learned from the good man mountain master, embraced the green bamboo stick, bowed his head and clasped his fists, and became old.
Ning Yao introduced: "Millet is the right guardian of Luoposhan."
Haosu had a small accident. Chen Ping’an’s hometown, Shantou, found this little spirit in the cave realm to protect the mountain?
The man stands on the covered bridge, watching the visitors with different moods and the same scenery, there are two styles.
Cold mountains and cold waters can be seen in the clouds, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
The man who was going to say hello to Ning Yao and left, hesitated and said in his heart: "Let him be careful about the calculations in the dark. There are about 20 people who are scattered in Jiuzhou. As for who it is, There is an oath, I can't say more."
So much to say.
He didn't bother to speak even if he could.
Ning Yao smiled and said, "Who should be careful, maybe."
Haosu sighed. Isn't it any woman in the world, as long as she likes anyone, it's so unreasonable?
Haosu said: "Leave aside my unreasonable prejudices, it is really surprising that he is a hermit. It is not easy."
Ning Yao said: "I am not surprised."
Haosu choked for a while.
Ji Qing smiled secretly. This Ning Yao and the young hidden official seemed to have diametrically opposite temperaments. How did the two get together.
Haosu smiled and said: "In the years of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, compared with Xiao Yan or Chen Ping An, I, the criminal officer, should have nothing to do, but when I waited this time, I wanted to count on my enemy. Clearing the old accounts, as long as there is a chance in the future, it is my duty to be able to serve as a sword repairer purely for Feisheng City."
Ning Yao holds a fist to thank you.
Haosu left, the sword opened the night, and he left the night ship with his concubine and maid. After preparing to set up the two people around him, he was alone and quietly rushed to the Divine Continent of China. As for the Hundred Flowers Land, I won’t go. It’s useless to miss it. It’s better not to see.
Leaving the night ship, the sea is vast and unknown. Haosu glanced at the stars at night and pinpointed a direction. Yufengshi Haosu and his direct disciple reminded: "Du Shanyin, remember that promise. You must learn swordsmanship. Kill the flower-picking thieves in the mountains under the sky. If you break the contract, even if I can't ask the sword myself, you will die."
Du Shanyin was a little bit unwilling before, and he was horrified when he heard the words, and respectfully said: "Master, the disciples will definitely keep their promises. When this life enters the ascending realm, it is the day when the flower pickers on the mountain will be extinct.
I don't know what the relationship between Master and the Hundred Flowers Blessed Land is, so that Master hates the flower pickers on the mountain so much.
Haosu nodded, "With Jiqing staying by your side, it will not be difficult for you to start a sect in the future. However, if you have a mountain of your own in the future, Zu Shitang will stop hanging my portrait, and you will be yourself. It’s Shanze Yexiu, and there is no inheritance. Du Shanyin is the founder of the mountain. However, if I encounter difficulties, as long as I can draw the sword, I promised to help you with the sword three times. I left a secret letter to Ji Qing, when you are trapped When you are in a desperate situation, it is your way of retreat. Remember not to read the letter in advance."
Haosu looked up at the sky curtain.
When I was a teenager, how domineering I was. Xiang Xiu Gan Dan is thin, and has a deep heart.
I feel that yesterday is not the present, I have seen the full moon several times.
Du Shanyin is a prudent temperament, and he will never ask more if he is not suitable to ask. On Haosu's side, it is far less casual than the maid Ji Qing.
Ji Qing asked curiously: "Master, don't we really go to Baihuafu Di to see?"
After all, she still hopes to stay with the criminal officer for a few more days. In fact, she has a very ordinary impression of Du Shanyin.
Haosu shook his head and said, "No. You and Du Shanyin can go there by yourself in the future."
Ji Qing didn't understand, but he stopped talking.
Haosu said, "Don't ask too much."
Ji Qing smiled.
In fact, what Haosu really does not forget is not the flower goddess of Baihuafudi, she just looks exactly like a hometown woman. Haosu used his sword to kill a cultivator of the upper five realms, and took refuge. By coincidence, he fled to Baihuafu Land, where he had a quiet time of healing and practicing sword for several years.
Before he soared from the blessed land of his hometown to the awe-inspiring world, he had actually agreed with a woman that he would go back to find her.
At that time, Haosu was full of ambition. He regarded the "flying" incident that only existed in the ancient records as something in his bag, and vowed to open up an immortal avenue for the spiritual beings in his hometown and the world.
Haosu is the one who opens up new paths for future generations.
But I didn't expect that just because of his "rising", he attracted the coveting of all the major sects in the world, and eventually led to the collapse of the blessed land, the mountains and rivers, and the lives of people.
When the tourists look back when they are far away, the old people in their hometown will be extinct.
That's why the criminal officer of the Great Wall of Sword Qi didn't like any master of the blessed land, but the person that a man really hates most is Haosu, himself.
In Lingxi City, Ning Yao left because of the criminal officer’s subsequent use of a sword to break the ferry prohibition. She was worried that Chen Ping’an had mistakenly thought that she was in conflict with the criminal officer, so she greeted the city lord Mrs. Li and slashed the night ship. Only then took Pei Qian and the others to another city.
Ning Yao smiled and asked: "Xiao Mi Li, remember how many swords I handed out?"
Millet's expression seriously thought about it, "I can't remember, it doesn't seem to be too much."
Ning Yao smiled and said, "That's good."
Pei Qian carried the big basket on his back, breathed a sigh of relief, silently on the account book in his heart, and made another credit for the millet grains.
Xiao Mi Li sighed, scratching his face while poking the road on the ground with a hiking stick, and said pitifully, "Although the good man mountain master is busy with business, he must feel that his days are like years every day. Think about it, it is pitiful. "
The white-haired boy slapped his forehead and wiped his face with the palm of his hand. This small grain of rice is really not worth mentioning as the guardian of the Luopo Mountain.
Pei Qian asked, "Madam, will the Jian Xiu on the Feisheng City miss Master?"
Ning Yao smiled and nodded, "Yes."
Pei Qian hesitated, "Is the impression good?"
Ning Yao nodded, "Old people, young people, they have not bad impressions of him. Of course there must be some bad ones, but the number is very small."
Especially the younger generation of sword repairers in Feishengcheng, practicing Qishi and Wufu.
What do you think of the hidden official who stayed alone on the head of the city?
Fortunately, it is his own.
Pei Qian smiled and said, "From then on, I will go to the Tianxia calendar there."
Ning Yao thought for a while, what is the reason?
On the bridge of Lingxi City, the boy with antlers with sleeves on both hands asked softly: "The master really wants to step down as the lord of the city? Who is it for? For so many years, the ferry passing by, the owner has not selected a suitable person. The monks stayed in the city, and the owner looked down upon him, and we had no contact with outside of the ferry."
Mrs. Li smiled and said, "Don't worry, it will definitely not be that Xiancha will be the city lord."
The boy with antlers stretched out a finger and rubbed his temple. The thought of that old boat would make him irritable.
Many years ago, Xiancha went on a boat trip and accidentally ran into a night boat. That time there was no Lu Shen beside him, so he still had to board the ship again, saying that he must see Mrs. Li, and thank you face to face, mindless, Lingxi City Without opening the door, the fairy chatter went around, bumping all the way between the major cities of the night ship, eating closed doors here, and bumping a nose over there. Everywhere, the old boat couldn’t help cursing. Be beaten after scolding, run away after being beaten, scold again after running, scold again after beating, iron bone...
Lao Zhouzi spent a full hundred years, and he was still holding on there. He had to take a trip to Lingxi City before he was willing to disembark. According to the posture, as long as he didn't enter Lingxi City for a day, Xiancha would be able to wander on the night ship.
In the end, the owner really couldn’t stand it, and got the boat’s advice from the master. The latter did not want Xiancha to stay on the night boat for too long, because perhaps the third master of Bai Yujing would miss too much, and once he was separated by a world of Lu Shen , Took the opportunity to master all the mysteries of the Ferry Avenue, maybe it would be accidental, the night ship left Haoran, drifting to the Qingming world. What can't Lu Chen do? It can even be said that this Bai Yujing's third head teacher only likes to do things that the world can't do.
Mrs. Li only met Xiancha. She never thought that this old boat was really insane. The ghost has fought the wall for more than a hundred years, just to thank her and say that Mrs. Li has an initial phrase. It's the best in the world, the first is the best. Suzi and Liuqi are all written in a smoky atmosphere. When I met Mrs. Li's flower chant, I had to stand aside...
It turns out that Mrs. Li once wrote an ode to osmanthus, but she compares herself to sweet-scented osmanthus.
Since she is the best among flowers, Mei Ding will be ashamed...
As a result, he was "appointed" by that Xiancha as the first word in the world.
After thanking him, Xiancha was sent out of the country by the ship's Master's gift. Master Zhang smiled and reminded this person not to come again in the future. Night ships are not welcome.
Never thought that the old Zhouzi snorted and broke the place, so I won't come.
The thought of Xiancha made me feel bad. The Antler Boy hurriedly changed the subject and said, "The woman who doesn't talk much, Wufu, has a pair of brilliant eyes."
Mrs. Li was absent-minded, nodded and said casually: "Since people's eyes can pretend to be the sun and the moon. The monks on the mountain and the ordinary masters under the mountain can't accommodate a few people in front of them."
The owner is sad, and the antler boy is sad.
Before his life, the Lord finally settled in a foreign land called Lin'an, but he never wrote a poem for that beautiful place.
Yi'an Jian'an Lin'an, Qizhou, Qingzhou, Hangzhou.

On the Gongdelin side of the Confucian Temple, visitors kept coming, staying more and more soon, just chatting with Wen Sheng.
Liu Qi and his good friend Cao Zu, the monk of Xuankong Temple knowingly, the Feixian Palace holds the shadow, the pair of Taoists in Tianyu Cave, Fuyaozhou Liuxie...
Four of the Five Mountain Monarchs of Middle-earth came. Except for the great Suishan, all came.
Wuhu Shuijun came together even more. Among them was the Moon Lake Li Yehou, who took his maidservant Huangjuan, and he was a hero of the boundless martial artist.
Li Yehou brought a few pots of his own wine to the old scholar. At first glance, he was familiar with the old scholar, and he laughed.
Every time Lao Xiucai receives visitors, Chen Ping An is always with him.
Jun Qian is lazy, and she is not suitable for doing this kind of thing. Bored gourd stands there and doesn't talk, which can easily give the guests a feeling of warm face and cold butt.
But it's different with the closed disciple. He treats people and things without dripping water, smiles when he needs a smile, and talks when he needs to speak. It's a perfect match with his husband.
The gift of Jiuyi Mountain is a pot of iris that has been transported by water for thousands of years. It is verdant and dripping. Several of the leaves are condensed with water drops and are crumbling. Just pick up the water and use it to refine water pills, or
The old scholar said that he was happy and accepted. He changed hands and handed it to Chen Ping'an. He whispered and told the closed disciple that there were still a few pots of calamus for three thousand years in Jiuyi Mountain, and the dripping water was so amazing that it had to have a fist. Chen Ping’an said that Mr.’s hearsay is unbelievable. According to the book, the water droplets are at most the size of a coin.
I heard the Jiuyi Mountain God trembling, worried that the pair of masters and disciples would go to their own mountain to catch the autumn breeze tomorrow.
Another Hujun sent a copybook with the three characters "Like Drunk" on the water-patterned rice paper. It is vaguely visible that there are insects swimming in it, and the copybook is full of paper wine, and it is fragrant.
According to ancient records, the insect that was raised in this precious copybook says that there are insects in Nanshui called mashed wine, and they live on the water. If they land on the water, they will be drunk. They can spit fermented wine. . This fetish is strange and extremely difficult to catch. There is only one pot of fine wine placed in the water, the wine is used as bait, and the pot is used as a fish basket.
A precious copybook was placed on the table, and everyone admired it, but the old scholar asked how much it was worth.
The question caused the head of the Hujun to hurt.
However, the old scholars also said that they had prepared copybooks and couplets a long time ago. When a guest comes, they will give a copy as a gift.
In addition, Chen Ping'an is very familiar with the customs of the Middle-earth Shenzhou, and he speaks to the visitors. As a junior, there is nothing to give, only sincerity.
Chen Ping'an could see that every guest who received his husband's return was a surprise.
The accident is divided into two levels. One is the importance of courtesy. After all, the copybooks and couplets are genuine Confucian temple sages, especially my husband. The sacred characters were written before. How could the weight be heavy. Moreover, the old scholar wrote every word very seriously, so that on the side of Hujun Li Yehou, the maid, Huang Juan, took the initiative to help the master to receive the copybook. As a result, he staggered, and the copybook in his hand almost fell to the ground. It was Chen Pingan who stooped to catch the copybook for the first time, and then smiled and handed it to the ten-level martial artist named Daqing.
Besides, it seems that all the guests who came to Gongdelin probably never thought that this old talent would really respond.
The female mountain monarch of Yanzhi Mountain, named Zhu Yuxian, has a weird name and bitter vegetable.
She came with Zhu Mei, a young sword repairman from the Shao Yuan Dynasty. There is an opportunity for the immortal family that the two parties have reached an agreement.
Zhu Mei and Chen Ping'an reunited after a long time, laughing, she was not at all unfamiliar, clasped her fists and joked: "The little woman has seen a gentle and frugal hermit."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Ms. Zhu is serious."
The old scholar stroked his beard and nodded: "Ms. Zhu said these words well. Xianxia Zhu family, there is a girl Zhu, and it's really an ancestor that burned high incense."
Chen Pingan spread out his pen and paper, and the old scholar temporarily wrote a poem about the ancient Xianxia Road and gave it to Zhu Mei.
As a congratulatory gift from Yanzhi Mountain, Zhu Yuxian, the only female mountain monarch in China, except for a long bamboo box filled with twelve boxes of rare rouge and gouache.
She also took out an origami black-clothed swallow, condensed with two rich cultural luck and aura of mountains and rivers, which can be placed on the beams of the house or behind the plaque, and the family is equivalent to having an extra incense villain. However, there is a requirement that the ancestral house where the origami swallows are placed must be close to the mountains. There are high mountains within a hundred miles. It is better to have orthodox mountains in a country. It cannot be the kind of house located on the plains or on the banks of the big water. Home.
Those who came to Gong Delin to celebrate the restoration of the Confucian Temple shrine to the old scholars were still a minority, and more monks had already left the boundaries of the Confucian Temple one after another.
For example, Mo Jiajue was already on his way to the Great Wall of Jianqi after the discussion was over, surrounded by the ranger Xu Wei.
When Xu Wei mentioned the young hidden official, the dull-looking Mo Jiajuzi shook his head without saying a word, obviously he didn't want to talk more about him.
Xu Qiang knew the reason was Gu Can's. Because this Mo family's huge son by his side used to cut off his daughter for righteousness.
Therefore, if there is no accident, Chen Pingan, who does not kill Gu Can, will count on the Mo family in the future, and it will always be the relationship of the well water and the river water.
Tieshushan Guo Outing, Liuxiazhou female fairy Congqian and others, never returned to the sect first, and set off.
As for the monarchs and national divisions of the major dynasties, there is no need to rush to the wild battlefield, go back to dispatch troops, call on the monks on the mountain, and temporarily build a ferry suitable for traveling across continents... it is all a matter.
Before rushing to the barren world, the real fire dragon came to the Kung De Lin, and the old scholars called brothers and sisters, greeted each other and persuaded each other to drink non-stop, all drank blushing drunk.
The fire dragon swayed to his feet and pulled Chen Pingan alone. The two walked side by side. The old man hiccuped and said with a smile: "It’s a good thing to be famous as early as possible. It’s a good thing in the world. , This requires you to pay more attention to yourself. The reasoning of others and the experience of the elderly are not as reliable as you yourself."
Chen Ping'an nodded, "The younger generation will pay attention."
From the inside of his sleeve, the real man Huolong took out two sets of Xiping stone scriptures.
Chen Ping'an was impressed, and he was still young and ignorant about trading.
The real fire dragon handed the two sets of Xiping manuscripts to Chen Ping’an, and smiled:
One of them, when you reach Padi Peak, you will give it to the mountain yourself. In addition, this set was bought by Poor Dao for you, boy, since it’s a business, Then the skin is thin, it won't work."
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I have been taught."
The real fire dragon whispered: "The world has only been peaceful for a few years, and there have been turmoil. Just a few news from the poor road, a dynasty emperor was attacked on his own ferry. The national teacher and worship were all injured. , The two assassins are dead men, and they are destined to be another unsolved case on the mountain without a head or a tail. A civil strife broke out on the side of Tianyu Cave, and Feng Xuetao’s Qinggong Mountain, the former suzerain who had thought about it, died violently. Shao Yuan Chao Pu, the old master of the dynasty, was on the hilltop, as his home in other continents. It was also tossed and suffered heavy casualties. The Zu Shitang was inexplicably killed and Yang Chang left. Baihuafudi and Mrs. Dandan On the other hand, being conspired to be the most dangerous, don’t look at the mother-in-law Qingzhong, who is easy to talk on our side, not bad, and very scent. On the other hand, she was aggressive, and she was killed in the dark. Clean."
Chen Ping'an was silent with his hands in his sleeves, and he was mentally arithmetic.
These large and small disturbances happened near the Confucian Temple.
Obviously, it was a battle between the Wild World and Tuoyue Mountain against the Confucian Temple. It seemed that it was a few meaningless enthusiasm battles, which consumed those pieces of chess that had been buried extremely deep, but things were not that simple.
Huolong patted Chen Ping'an on the shoulder, and suddenly said: "I don't cherish my life and survive without ruining the festival. I don't have the courage of a man on weekdays. When it's critical, tens of thousands of people are going to be a man."
Chen Pingan said, "Don't dare to be."
The old real man stared, "Is the poor road talking about you?"
Chen Pingan said: "I have admired the ancient style and chivalry of real people for many years, but the younger generations have not learned like them."
The old man patted the young man's head and laughed, "Smelly boy."
The old scholar exclaimed in the distance: "What about it?!"
Chen Pingan asked: "Where are Mr. Yu and the young Yuan Xu?"
The old real man smiled and said, "So the poor Dao will help Xuanmi protect the Dao. Being a man can't just take advantage."
After the fire dragon left, Chen Ping'an returned to his husband.
"I'm going to tell you something that doesn't sound too good. Except for the old man and the saint, the whole world is vast. Don't think that without yourself, the sky will fall."
The old scholar said: "So you can wait until you have enough energy, and it won't be too late to kill the big thieves."
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Understood."
Later, the wife of Dongzhu from Zhongtu Chanjuan also came to visit Wensheng. She is a woman with permanent color and looks like a girl.
Next to me was a girl named Shen Xi, who was holding a peach blossom fan, with a bright moon painted on it, and a poem written on bamboo branches.
The old Xiucai just pulled up left and right this time, the latter was at a loss, I don't know what his husband meant.
When Mrs. Junxiu, the master of the cave, talked to Mr. Wen Sheng, the girl from the temple was looking at Mr. Zuo, who had not seen each other for a hundred years.
From left to right, he saw the girl's questioning eyes and nodded and smiled. Once, after two times, he ignored her.
Since this girl who cannot remember her name has missed Cui Yang for many years, why didn't she go to Aquarius Island to meet her for more than a hundred years?
Chen Chunhua, the mellow scholar of Nan Po Suozhou, the contemporary patriarch, Chen Chunhua, in addition to visiting Wen Sheng, he also had conversations with Chen Ping An, including Liu Xianyang, who had traveled far to study.
The old master Fu Sheng still came to Chen Pingan to talk about Liu Qingfeng in the Aquarius Lion Park.
In addition, Yang Qingyan, the national teacher of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty, took this opportunity to chat with Chen Pingan about business matters.
As for Lei Gongmiao Pei Axiang, his female disciple Liu Suiyu, and an old martial artist named Wang Fuyuan, they rushed to Chen Ping An. Pei Axiang came to Chen Ping An because of the money. When Master Qian met, the two parties had an appointment. In the future, disciples of Leigong Temple's line and Luoposhan can communicate frequently with each other, asking questions about martial arts.
As for Wang Fuxuan, at first he planned to have a fist with the young hidden official, but he caught a glimpse of the one sitting at the table and holding the book in one hand. After thinking about it, let it go.
Not in a hurry. Besides, if oneself bullies a young man who has not learned boxing for a few years by relying on his age, it is unreasonable that he will not win.
Liu Caishen from Aiaizhou took his wife and children to visit, and apart from anything else, he took out a lot of presents from the nearby objects and piled them up on the stone table.
Not implicit enough? Will it look bad on face? What's so bad about money.
And when they left, the richest couple in the world seemed to forget to take away that inconspicuous thing.
Liu Youzhou saw the young hidden official with a bright smile and called his name.
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, then stood up and folded his fists to thank the family three people. Chen Pingan said with a solemn expression: "Thanks to the Liu family for the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but there will be dispatches in the future. You only need to fly a sword and send a letter to Luopo Mountain. Chen Pingan must immediately Hurry to Aiaizhou."
An ape mansion on the upside down mountain is the Great Wall of Sword Qi given by Liu's initiative.
Not only that, but many hidden industries, money and things, were handed over to the Summer Palace.
Liu Jubao stood up, smiled and replied with a fist and said: "The hidden official is serious, Liu will not act like this. Some things are not business. I only hope that when the hidden official passes by Ai Aizhou in the future, he must visit our home as a guest."
Then Chen Pingan said something that surprised both the old scholar and Liu Jubao.
"Can the younger generation beg for an anonymous guest with Liu?"
Liu Jubao was stunned, without a word of nonsense, and laughed heartily: "That's it!"
I glanced around at the little brother.
Know the reason.
On the Great Wall of Jianqi, there are two sword immortals from Aiaizhou, Li Ding and Zhang Shao. Very disliked for his hometown, but in the end, he still died as the sword repairman of Ai Aizhou.
Among the hundreds of families of the philosophers, many ancestors who can come are here. After all, they are different from the general big monks. They are regarded as "hybrid officials", and they all need to look at the Confucian Temple to act.
The two ancestors of the military family were the first to visit. Old Ancestor Jiang was standing next to Xu Bai, looking at the woman in red in the distance.
Mr. Fan, the ancestor of the merchant, was the last to visit and chat with Chen Ping An. On the contrary, he talked more about the past than with the old scholar. Among them, he talked about the robe of Caique Mansion in Luzhou, Beiju. Hearing Mr. Fan said he wanted to "get a piece of the pie with a cheeky", Chen Ping'an was of course very welcome and gave out 30%. I plan to spend 20% on my own, and then discuss with Sun Qing and Wu Yu in Caique Mansion, and try to get 10%.
The old scholar thinks that Mr. Fan deserves to be rich.
The current Patriarchs of the Sage Mansion, as well as the Patriarchs of Aquarius Island Yunlin Jiang, also came to Gongde Lin.
In fact, the old talents originally planned to talk less, always annoying with their own reasoning, once or twice, fortunately, talking too much is easy to annoying.
But in the face of the descendants of the saint mansion, the old scholars couldn't hold back after all, and they murmured with them in their own hearts. Naturally, there were compliments, not a lot, well done, and stingy about what they did. He was also very polite, and cursed the two of them. As for whether they can listen or not, it doesn't matter if they can really listen.
It just took two days to treat guests like this.
At last there is a rare clean time, with towering old trees, and a pavilion underneath. The stone table in the pavilion is carved with a chessboard.
Li Baoping played chess with his uncle Junqian. Left and right were watching Li Huai. The little spirit was sitting on a bench and reading. Master couldn't understand the game, but he knew all the words in the book.
The old Xiucai took Chen Ping’an for a walk outside the pavilion, and smiled:
Welcoming and sending off is very troublesome, but don’t be troublesome. It’s full of knowledge. Keep your ears up and listen carefully to what others are saying. When I think about what is hidden in the other party's words, especially why the other party says a certain word, think more about it, it's learning..."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "At the door, at your own door."
The old scholar nodded, "It seems superfluous to tell you this. Well, your wine shop has a very good business, and scholars can steal money from businessmen, and they can earn money. How can they be someone who is afraid of trouble. You’re just a kid and you’re not afraid of trouble... By the way, next time you open the door and go to Wucai World, that small wine shop, don’t close it. The business is good or bad, you can’t close it."
I didn’t say a word. The child of the poor family was in charge of the house early. It may be the world and life, so that child and later teenager were afraid of trouble.
Chen Ping'an nodded, then smiled: "I'm just the second shopkeeper, and the big shopkeeper is the girl Diezhang."
Then I chatted with my husband about Die Zhang and the Confucian gentleman.
The old scholar listened attentively, and talked about this with great energy. After all, his own context is weird. If it weren't for this closed disciple to "make a new look", then he would be a bachelor.
Back in the pavilion, the old Xiucai turned around with both hands down, occasionally helping Jun Qian give pointers or two.
Chen Ping'an was sitting with the little monster. For some reason, this little guy who was his teacher and nephew seemed a little nervous.
Brother Junqian’s real name is Zheng You, who is just a monster monk. The real name is very important. Therefore, Zheng You, under the reminder of his master, just named himself Zheng Yougan not long ago. According to the preface in the secret book of the immortal family that allowed me to embark on the path of cultivation, all the knowledge comes from Qian Gua, and the immortal master who compiled the book is named Zheng. Since learning the magic of the immortal family is to inherit the blessing of the immortal master, it is the protection and blessing of that senior in the dark, so the little spirit solemnly named himself Zheng You.
Besides, let's not talk about the real name, just talk about the pseudonym who walked the rivers and lakes. How good is the homophony, so rich.
In the future, as long as you have money, you must go back to your hometown to repair the tomb of the immortal master Zheng.
Chen Ping'an heard from Senior Brother Junqian that this little guy likes to read and read, and he is still a violent temper.
Zheng Youqian came from the blessed land of Yuhua from Tongyezhou. In that blessed place, if there is a qi-trainer to form a golden pill, you can "emerge and ascend", and it once belonged to an inferior blessed place that was typically poorly managed by the "Shangzong Xianban". Because the sect's background is not enough, it is really powerless to upgrade the feather blessed land to the middle rank. Once you reluctantly act, it is easy to drag down the sect and make clothes for others.
Zheng Yougan trembled and said, "His Lord Hidden Officer."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Call the little uncle."
Zheng Youqian clenched fists with both hands, palms full of sweat, and nodded with a sullen face: "Okay, Hidden Officer Young Master."
Chen Pingan became more and more weird and worried, so he immediately asked, "Brother Junqian, it is because I carry the real name of the demon, so Zheng Yougan is very afraid of me?"
Liu Sixteen shook his head and smiled: "No, you are converging pretty well now. Zheng Yougan's current cultivation level can't be noticed at all. It's just that this kid is naturally young. I took him through the barren world before, and I heard about it there. Many deeds about you, what is the Southern Sovereign Minister and the Northern Hidden Officer, the sword is insidious, killing monsters like hemp, as long as you catch a monster cultivator, you will either slash or cut at the waist, what else is your favorite on the battlefield? He swallowed his opponent alive... Once Zheng Youqian heard that you were the hidden official, and finally saw the ruins of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he was even more afraid of you. He said that he admired you as a young master, and he really met you anyway. , It looks like this. It's almost you...seeing the mood of the left and right."
Chen Pingan smiled and said, "I am not afraid of Senior Brother Zuo."
Hearing Liu Shiliu’s heartfelt "talking" from the left and right, he nodded and said: "Relying on Mr.'s presence, I am indeed never afraid of me."
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Brother Junqian, it's inappropriate."
Liu Sixteen smiled and said, "I haven't filed a lawsuit with my husband."
Chen Ping'an turned his head and said, "Go on again. Uncle Master doesn't have a special meeting gift at hand for the time being, so I will fill it up later."
Zheng Yougan lowered his head and waved his hands vigorously: "No need."
When I arrived at the Confucian Temple, I was placed in a fairy house by the master before, and the noisy things were all rumors about this young master.
The sword immortal in Qingshan will beat people at sight, fight fiercely, and have a bad temper.
Little Master's temper, conscientiously speaking, really looks like a firecracker.
If you don't agree, you have to take a big basket full of firecrackers and stuff it on the head. Who can eat it?
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Fuck it again. Are you out there and heard some false rumors about the little uncle?"
After the little guy lowered his head, he didn't raise his head any more, but he turned his head quickly and wiped off his sweat.
At this moment, I heard the question from the little uncle, with an embarrassing smile on his face. Lying is definitely not good, but if you want to lie, don't you say it straight, scratching your head while wiping sweat.
Smiled left and right: "This uncle is very prestigious."
The old scholar slapped his left and right heads, "A true gentleman watching chess, no wonder you only have the title of a wise man. Look at Li Huai, how old he is, he is a wise man!"
Li Huai was struck by lightning, only to feel that disaster came from the sky, "What?!"
The old scholar laughed and said: "Look at my memory, I forgot to tell you, Li Huai, you are a Confucian sage now, don't worry, we are in the line of Wensheng, but it doesn’t matter if we go through the back door, it’s the Confucian Temple. A few teachers, plus a few Xuegong Jijiu and Shiye, worked together to discuss the results. After two years of hard work, after two years, I will earn a gentleman. In the future, Uncle Zuo will see you again. Why should I ask you? "
Li Huai was sweating with anxiety, scratching his head and saying, "I can't!"
Nodding left and right, the child is very modest. As for the academic achievement level, as long as you have this mentality, you don't need to worry.
Li Huai hurriedly said, "Master, the Confucian Temple can't be so foolish. Aquarius is not a sage yet, so why should I be?"
The old scholar smiled and said, "You kid has done a lot."
Li Huai blurted out: "Then I won't take credit, let the Confucian Temple don't give me any sages, okay? Grandpa Grandpa, please, please help me, or I will hide Gong Delin is not leaving here."
The old Xiucai said with a surprised look: "Li Huai, yes, young and very ambitious, are you planning to ask for a gentleman directly from the Confucian Temple? No problem, that's what I thought from the beginning. Give a wise man, give a gentleman, give a gentleman , I think it is."
Li Huai was going crazy, subconsciously turned his head and looked at Chen Pingan, "What to do?!"
I read a book well, and what can I do for a wise man. I'm going back to Shanya Academy, so I can't live my life in the saliva tank every day?
Li Huai is not stupid, he is a big Aquarius, and there are only a few orthodox Confucian academies. Where can there be more sages?
Chen Ping’an smiled and said,
What can I do? What else can I do? I’ve become a sage, and I can’t push it away, so I hide and study hard. If I really want to worry about things, I will discuss with the Confucian Temple and the Academy to help. Remind Shanya Academy, except for a few chief and deputy chiefs, don’t spread the matter outside. Give it back to the sage and take it back. The Confucian Temple will not agree to it. It’s a child’s play. But it’s not difficult to help you keep it secret in the academy. ."
Li Huai thought for a while, it makes sense.
Hey, I will not be a big fan and be laughed at. It seems that I can get a sage title for nothing. It is only on the side of the leader of Pei Qian, who shows off in private. Maybe I can be promoted if I am a small rudder owner who can't be beaten by thunder for many years. Up.
It seems to be a good thing.
Liu Sixteen smiled.
It seems that this little junior is really good at dealing with trivial matters in people's hearts.
Liu Sixteen glanced around.
I don't bother to pay attention to this. If Chen Ping'an can't solve this little thing, he will be a junior.
And the little uncle who looks like someone else?
It is a pity that Li Huai looked at Chen Ping'an and did not become his brother-in-law.
Chen Pingan guessed Li Huai's thoughts and cursed: "Go away."
Zheng Youqian looked at his master pitifully and respected the younger uncle, but the younger uncle had a really bad temper. Sitting here by himself, he was frustrated and courageous.
In the twilight that day, Chen Pingan was sitting alone on the steps, watching the wind blow the fallen leaves on the ground.
Because of being alone, I feel confused.
The world is like this, what do you want, what can you do, what do you do.
Self-discipline, self-examination, self-seeking, freedom.
Read more ancient books to open up your horizons, and less nosy to raise your spirits.
Those life accidents are like a sudden and majestic rain. The strong have an umbrella in their hands and the weak have nothing.
The strong go under an umbrella. It is good for a moment to shelter the world from wind and rain.
Li Huai came here sneakily, sat next to Chen Ping'an, and handed out two slightly wrinkled books, not thick.
Chen Ping'an opened it and found that it was full of problems recorded by Li Huai, big and small reading doubts and academic difficulties. Some are smeared off, more are kept.
Li Huai was a little embarrassed, and whispered: "A lot of questions will be asked to friends and master. Some heard people say and understood, some heard the answer, but still didn't understand, and embarrassed to ask again and again, and afraid of forgetting. In the above, I felt that I would see you soon at the beginning, but I didn’t expect it took so long to meet, so there are two booklets."
Chen Ping’an put it in his sleeve,
I’ll take it first, watch it slowly, and give some of my answers, not necessarily all of them. I will return it to you together with the Talisman Book.

Li Huai was anxious and flushed, "Don't, just flip and look, Chen Ping'an, don't be so serious."
Chen Ping'an smiled, "You didn't write this casually."
Li Huai helplessly said: "How much knowledge we have, can we be the same? I really can't read books. I don't understand the question, don't you just take a look at the trivial things?"
If it weren't for Chen Pingan, Li Huai would have been hiding these two books.
Chen Pingan patted Li Huai on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Your brother-in-law, I have met him, he is a nice man.
Li Huai grinned, "It's my brother-in-law after all."
In the darkness that day, the old Xiucai took the three students and drank a little wine together. The breeze was cool and the hearts of the people were warm.
Look left and right into the distance.
Cao Ci, dressed in white, holds a yellow bamboo scabbard.
Come to Gongdelin alone and visit Chen Pingan.
The old scholar squeezed his chin, "If you want to fight, it will be difficult."
If Pei Cup comes, it is not a problem at all.
Old scholars will use their housekeeping skills to convince people with reason and morals. The scholars are only noisy and never do anything, not to mention that the other party is still a girl.
Left and right said: "Since it's not Pei Cup, if you are asked to punch, you will fight by yourself."
Chen Pingan nodded, "I will go alone."
Chen Pingan took off the long sword behind his back, put it on the table, and went to see Cao Ci.
The two young men from the Great Wall of Jianqi, after three rounds of questioning, had separated for many years, and finally met again tonight.
The world of martial arts is divided into half, and Cao Ci is a green shirt guest in white clothes.