Chapter 829: Old people and things in the corridor

The shopkeeper of the inn is an old river and lake. The inn’s business is good, but it is not so good that there is only one room left. The old man just looks at the man in the blue shirt who walks the river and lake with the sword on his back. It is still pleasing to the eye. The clothes are neat and he looks kind, not like it. If you are a troublemaker, you can help, but you can't help in vain. When you ask for a price, you will ask for a few taels of silver. In the end, the shopkeeper is afraid of being scolded and kindly used as a donkey. , I never thought that the man turned his eyes back immediately, without saying anything. Yo, he can't see it, he's kind of old-fashioned, on the road.
The shopkeeper received a few pieces of silver. It was a large official silver that traveled one continent. After being weighed on the scale, the corners were cut, and some were returned to the man. The old man took two more customs clearance documents and wrote a note. The yamen wanted Those who check the account books and case books, if they are not right, they will have to go to court. The old man glanced at the man, feeling in his heart, where to buy youth with ten thousand dollars. It’s good to be young. There are some things that you won’t be powerless.
As the old saying goes, beauty kills young people, but the man in blue shirt in front of him is not too young to see him. Why are you still like a chick? Could it be that he was born in the martial art of Jianghu, his reputation is not strong enough, he patronizes his strength and martial arts, and can't care about finding a wife?
This pair is like a man and a woman who traveled away from their hometowns. In terms of the customs, the ancestral homes of both parties are in Huaihuang County, Celadon County, Longzhou Celadon, Chen Pingan, and Ningyao.
Since we are a native of Dali, the old man is even more kind-hearted. When the payment was still closed, he couldn't help but smile and asked: "Since you are from Longzhou, don't you just look up and you can see Monarch Wei Dashan's cloud Mountain? That’s a good place. I heard from my friends that there seems to be a place called Hongzhu Town, where the three rivers converge, a treasured land of Fengshui, and the Lord of Water God of Chongdan River, asking for the success of the imperial examination, or the Empress of Water God of Yuye River. Seeking marriage, each has its own efficaciousness."
Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "It seems to be like this. This time when we return to our hometown, we will all have to take a look."
The old shopkeeper was really talkative, and suddenly became addicted to small talk. He didn't rush to hand in the door key, leaned against the counter, pushed a plate of peanuts to the man with his fingers, and said with a smile: "I heard that you are in Longzhou. In addition to Lord Wei’s Piyun Mountain, there are many landscape temples, and there is also a fairy crossing. Then you can see the traces of the gods every day? It’s not possible here in the capital. The government is strictly controlled, and the gods on the mountain dare not wind up. Come and go."
Obviously it was Kwalong Prefecture, but in the final analysis, the old man still praised himself as a native city of Lijing.
Chen Ping’an looked at the multi-treasure rack behind the counter, placed large and small porcelains, and nodded with a smile:
Longzhou is naturally not comparable to Jingshi. The rules are heavy here. Hidden dragons and tigers are just inconspicuous. By the way, the shopkeeper likes it. Porcelain, which is unique?"
The old man's eyes lit up and he met an expert? The old man lowered his voice and said: "I have a piece of porcelain that is the treasure of the town shop. People who have seen it say it is an old object that is over a hundred years old. It was fired in your Longzhou official kiln. It is considered to be missing. Ten taels of silver. My friend said it was a sharp item that opened the door at a glance. He asked me to ask me for two hundred taels of silver. I didn’t lack the money, so I didn’t sell it. Do you understand? Help palms? It’s a piece of powder and white glaze. The big vase, the rare eight-character Ji language, is painted with characters."
The old man raised his hand and gestured for height. The vase was about half a person tall.
Chen Ping’an thought for a while, and said softly:
It must have been less than a hundred years, at most forty years. During the Yuanshou period, a batch of large pieces of auspicious language were actually fired, and the number is small. The old rules of the Long Kiln, if the color is not good, they will be broken up. Except for the officials of the Supervision and Inspection Department, no one can see the whole device. As for the good ones, of course they can only put them somewhere..."
Chen Pingan stretched out a finger, and smiled and pointed to the palace.
The old man sighed. It seemed that he had spent a fortune. He never thought that the man picked up peanuts from the small dish, chewed it lightly, and continued: "Such a large piece is already worth more than a sitting piece and a lying piece. It is also a top-notch character piece. Flowers, birds and beasts are incomparable, and eight-character official kiln pieces are especially rare. They are generally four-character or six-character pieces. If I remember correctly, all dragons The mouth of the kiln has only been fired for three years, and now there are some new officials imitating officials, but the masters of the dragon kiln, who have been able to walk these years, otherwise they will be older and bring out disciples and grandchildren, plus The royal tribute that was only sent to the palace in the past has become an ordinary official kiln with a lower level. Therefore, the firing technique is not as good as that in the past. The shopkeeper, the vintage glaze and the identification, are all correct. Over there, I heard that, I just heard that some large pieces of ordinary quality have also flown into the local private households in such a small number. Of course, it is more likely that some masters left the dragon. After the kiln, the imitation official money that I burnt in private is also very valuable. If there is no accident, the treasure of the shopkeeper is worth at least this amount."
The old man looked at the man raising a palm, and said in surprise: "Can you sell five hundred taels of silver?!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said nothing. In fact, he said everything that should be said. As for true or false, it is not important nor important. Anyway, the old treasurer like a person who should listen to it has also listened.
The old man suddenly smiled and said, "Since it's worth five hundred taels, I will sell you three hundred taels? "
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The shopkeeper, do you think I am someone with so much spare money? Besides, the shopkeeper forgot where I am from?"
The old shopkeeper laughed and gave the man a thumbs up.
Ning Yao looked at the guy who was talking and laughing when he first met.
When you go to the countryside, you can talk to anyone and talk to others.
If we continue to talk like this, it is estimated that the shopkeeper will be able to move out the wine, and eventually even the money from the store will be returned?
Chen Ping'an lay on the counter and asked casually with the old shopkeeper, "Is there any excitement in Beijing recently?"
This place in the capital has never lacked excitement. Unusual promotion and relegation of officialdom, the presence of immortal masters on the top of the mountain, the fame of great masters of the rivers and lakes, the major water and land law conferences, the talks of scholars, and the poems of writers are all When the people talked after dinner, what's more, today's Aquarius, especially the Dali government, are more and more interested in inquiring about other family affairs in the other eight continents of Haoran.
The old man nodded and said: "Yes, why not? There will be a discussion on the side of the Buhuo Temple in two days. It will be two of the four great masters of Wuping. Didn't you two come here?"
Among the four great masters of Wu Ping, the two martial artists in the mountain realm had a battle in Dali Capital. One was an old man from the old Zhuying dynasty. He had been famous for a long time. He was one hundred and fifty years old. In the year he fisted into the realm of transformation on the battlefield, and he was a martial artist. The other is a woman Wu Fu from the small southwest coastal country of Aquarius. Her name is Zhou Haijing. Before Wu Ping was released, she had no reputation at all. It is said that she was able to achieve her physique and realm by fighting tides, and she was said to be quite handsome. The fifty-six-year-old mother-in-law is not old at all. So nowadays, many young people from the martial arts, and the squatters in the capital, are yelling one by one.
If the old shopkeeper was young when it was just two martial arts masters in the golden frame, you could find a place in the capital, and the crowds were filled with crowds, and the general seed brothers of Chi'er Street would inevitably be sent out. Nowadays, even if it is the questioning of the two great masters of Wu Criticism, it is said that they have to get approval from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Criminal Justice in advance, and both parties still need to sign a contract under the witness of the government, which is troublesome.
However, the most talked about in the temples of the capital and the officialdom of Shanshui is definitely the splendid Zhengyang Mountain celebration, Liu Xianyang, the protagonist of Longquan Jianzong, and Luopo Mountain's joint ceremony, especially the Qingshan Fengli of the mountain lord Chen Pingan.
Not a sword fairy, but a great master of martial arts.
Sure enough, in Aquarius Island, in addition to the Dali cavalry, there is a sword aura like a rainbow, and my martial arts are prosperous.
Perhaps in the past years, on the ferry at Dajiashan, how the out-of-town youth viewed Li Tuanjing in Fenglei Garden.
So nowadays, there are countless young people in the mountains and rivers, how do they feel about Chen Ping An in the Luopo Mountain.
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "We are from a small sect. We were busy on the road this time, and we didn't even hear about it."
Although the old man was still very happy in the conversation, he wanted to take this man named Chen Ping An to drink, but he still handed the key. The spring night is worth a thousand dollars, so don't delay other people's earning money.
From the beginning to the end, Ning Yao didn’t say anything. Chen Ping’an paid for the bill at a thunderous time before, but she didn’t say anything to stop her. At this moment, she followed Chen Ping’s and walked in the corridor. Ning Yao’s feet were steady and breathing was steady. When Chen Pingan opened the door and stood sideways, Ning Yao just stepped over the threshold and took a seat.
Something is wrong.
Feeling to be beaten.
Standing in place, Chen Ping'an asked tentatively, "I'll go and grind with the shopkeeper again to see if I can make a room again?"
Ning Yao took off the sword box, stood it casually at his feet, picked up the porcelain jug, and poured a glass of water, "Did you drink less by the river, don't you sober up first?"
Chen Pingan closed the door gently, but didn't lock the door. He didn't dare. After taking a seat, he took the teacup and just picked it up, he heard Ning Yao ask: "Every time you walk the rivers and lakes, you will carry so many customs clearance documents with you?"
Chen Ping'an finished drinking the water and said, "Like a robe, more is better, just in case you need it."
Ning Yao squinted his eyes and said, "What about my share? Although it is fake at first glance, I haven't seen you temporarily forge it this way before entering the capital."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You have to stay in Haoran for many years. It is always useful. For example, I will take you to see Big Brother Xu in Xianyou in the future. I was thinking about taking precautions a while ago. By coincidence, this is not true. It comes in handy."
"Finally found such an inn, right?"
"Before on the street, I glanced at the Duobao shelf behind the counter. Seeing that I had a chance, I really had a chat with the shopkeeper."
Ning Yao stopped asking more questions, nodded and praised: "The context is clear, there is reason and evidence, it is both accidental and inevitable, and I can't fault it."
Chen Ping'an said, "I'll go to that alley later and check the books at the brother's house."
Ning Yao was noncommittal, got up and opened the window, lying on the table, with his cheeks against the table, looking out the window, because the inn was relatively close to Yichi Lane and Chi'er Street, with bright lights everywhere in the field of vision. There were candlelights for banquets, and some young men and women climbed up to admire the moon.
Chen Pingan rarely saw such a lazy Ning Yao.
He poured himself a cup of tea, craned his neck secretly, and looked at Ning Yao's back. It seemed that compared with the Jianqi Great Wall, there was a slight change, a little thinner.
Chen Ping’an actually knows a little about women’s hair bun style, eyebrow powder, clothing and hairpin. Chen Ping’an actually knows a little bit. After reading a lot of miscellaneous books, he will remember it, but the young master has learned eighteen martial arts, but it is useless. There is a small regret in the place of martial arts. And Ning Yao does not need these.
With his back to Chen Pingan, Ning Yao always lay on the table and asked: "Before the frontline peak, how did you come up with your swordsmanship?"
Chen Ping'an immediately retracted his gaze and replied with a smile: "On the other side of the city, I'm not busy anyway, just thinking about it every day."
Before the broken natal porcelain, Chen Pingan had the qualifications of earth immortals. It does not mean that he could become a golden elixir or a land immortal who bred Yuan Ying, just like a sword repairer with the title of Sword Fairy Embryo. Of course, he does not necessarily become Sword fairy. Moreover, there are countless people who have the aptitude for cultivation but have poor luck. They may be a little mediocre for a lifetime, but also stable compared to the magnificent waves of cultivation on the mountain.
Ning Yao turned his head and said: "The lifeline of the Porcelain Porcelain is related to the lifeline of the Dali court. It is the foundation for the rise of the Song family. There are too many deliberate and disgraceful plans. Only the bridge built by the abbot of Song Yuzhang in the town. , You can’t see it. If you want to turn over the old account, you will definitely get your whole body involved. The emperors of the Song family in the past 100 years seem to be tough in doing things. I don’t think they can be kind."
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I know how to count."
Ning Yao suddenly said, "Is it possible that Cui Yang hopes that you will become a solitary and solitary cultivator?"
Chen Ping'an had sleeves with both hands, stretched his feet under the table, and a pair of cloth shoes touched lightly. He looked casual and relaxed. After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "It seems a bit."
In fact, among the four seniors, the one who really taught Chen Ping'an to study is the left and right.
"But isn't this going to push you to the Dao Sect Fa Channel?"
"It's just possible, but not inevitable. Just like Lu Zhi and Xiao Deng of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, they are both pure and pure, but they may not be close to the Dao Sect."
Ning Yao was silent for a moment, and said, "Are you a believer in Buddha."
Chen Pingan smiled and said, "I have believed since I was a child."
Ning Yao was dumb, as if that was the case.
Chen Ping’an said softly:
In addition to pragmatic and useful knowledge, you should learn more. In fact, good knowledge should be learned even if it is a little retreat. According to Cui Dongshan, as long as it is a human, no matter who it is, as long as this life is here. In the world, there is a great dispute, a dispute between the truth and the truth inside and outside. Finding the truth from the Confucian sage books, helping yourself get along with the world, besides, it is good to believe in Buddhism or learn from Buddhism or Shinzhai to cultivate Taoism. I won’t participate in the Three Religious Controversies. I only adhere to one purpose, and seek endless learning with my life."
People are born on their first birthdays, but they go up the mountain late and go downhill. Entering Wanshan Encirclement, one mountain releases one mountain barrier.
Every person who is optimistic by nature is the king of the subjective world.
Then a naturally pessimistic person needs to build houses, pavilions and ferry crossings, shelter from wind and rain, and stop to rest in the small world of mind.
Ning Yao turned around and asked, "I heard from Xiao Mi Li that my sister Yuanbao likes Cao Sunny and my younger brother Yuanlai likes Cen Yuanji."
Xiao Mi Li is probably the biggest ear-reporting on Luopo Mountain. It seems that there is no gossip that she does not know. It is indeed the right guardian who patrols the mountain every day.
Chen Pingan said suddenly: "It's no wonder that Yuanbao's words on the mountain are so sharp and aggressive. Most of them want to use this to attract Cao Sunny's attention. Yuan Lai likes to read books at the foot of the mountain. Since I didn’t go to Zheng Dafeng’s novels, what are the pictures? It turned out to be to see the girl he likes. Good fellow, young, very early. , Much better than my mountain lord. "
Ning Yao asked: "Will you still stare at Zhengyang Mountain in the future? One Jiazi, one hundred years?"
Chen Pingan couldn't help but smiled and shook his head, "Actually, I don't need to stare."
This is the same as Li Shui-Piao of Zhongtu Jiuzhenxianguan, as well as the chief guest of Luzhou in Beiju.
It's like a villain once came to the door, and deliberately lost a boot in someone else's house before leaving. In fact, it doesn't matter if the guest won't take it back, but the host would not think so.
Ning Yao sat up, Chen Ping'an had already poured a cup of tea and handed it over. She took a sip from the teacup and asked: "Luopo Mountain must be closed to seal the mountain? You can't learn from Master Ruan of Longquan Jianzong, accept it, and decide. Do you want to include it in the genealogy?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Even if you can manage the dozens or even hundreds of people who are born out of thin air, they are destined to not be able to control the hearts of the people. I am not worried about Zhu Lian and the long lives of them. I am worried about Nuanshu, millet and Chen Lingjun's children, as well as young people like Cen Yuanji, Jiang Qu, and Jiu'er, are crowded with people in the mountains, and the hearts of the people are complicated. At most, it is a moment of excitement. If you are not careful, you will become a little bit unhappy. Anyway, Luopo Mountain is not short of manpower for the time being. On the side of Tongyezhou's next sect, Mi Yu and the others can accept a few more disciples."
Chen Pingan is not Zheng Juzhong and Wu Shuangjiang after all. Zheng Juzhong can see the details of the people in Baidi City, and Wu Shuangjiang can teach all the monks in Sui Chuiyao by himself.
How can Chen Pingan have such an ability.
Not only was the state of difference compared to these two great monks, but also Chen Ping'an's mood, which was much worse than Zheng Juzhong and Wu Shuangjiang.
At this moment, they are rushing to the land boundary of Longzhou, looking for the cultivating embryos of immortal fate. I dare not say all of them. I only say most of them. They must be fame and fortune. It is not easy to visit the mountains and seek the truth. There is no problem, but Chen Pingan is worried. Things have always been different from ordinary mountain masters and suzerains. For example, in the end, how to divide the seeds of millet grains will become a major event in Luopo Mountain that is ups and downs and undercurrents. In the end, it will be the millet grains that will be sad, and it may even make it difficult for the little girl to happily distribute the seeds in this life. There is a difference between relatives and sparseness. We must first protect my heart and place, which is extremely rare in Luopo Mountain, before we can talk about the practice of taking care of others.
Chen Pingan smiled for no reason: "When I feel that a mountain artifact is not so valuable, I need to be careful and vigilant."
Ning Yao glanced at him, either earning money, or counting money, and then earning money after counting the money. Since childhood, Ning Yao was so obsessed with money that Ning Yao had an eye-opener. To this day, Ning Yao still remembers that that night, the straw-shoe boy ran with a big basket on his back. Go to Longxu River to pick up stones.
Chen Pingan laughed at himself: "When I was young, I was afraid of being poor."
Ning Yao shook her head, she knew that was not the case. A fan of money is a fan of money, but Chen Pingan is a person who doesn't have much "external demand" as long as he can eat and wear.
Chen Pingan stood up suddenly and smiled: "I have to go to the alley and meet a high official of the Ministry of Rites. Maybe I will go to the Renyun Yiyun Building to read a book later. You don't need to wait for me. Rest early."
Ning Yao did not speak.
Chen Ping'an stepped out, shrank the mountains and rivers, left the inn quietly, and appeared in a quiet alley without lights.
Ning Yao lay on the table again, frowning slightly. It was you who were going to read the book. I didn't say anything, what else do you want.
An old man walked hurriedly out of the imperial city. After boarding a carriage, the roaring sound of the carriage rang all the way. He was originally going to an inn, but it was approaching the destination. The carriage changed its route slightly and served as the coachman of the royal worship of Dali, said It was going to the house of the national teacher Cui Yang, and Chen Ping'an was waiting there.
At the corner of the street that blocked Chen Ping’an’s footsteps, separated by a line, in the seemingly dark and cramped alley, there is actually a hole in the sky. It is a three-acre white jade square, which is known as the snail dojo on the mountain. It can be placed in the Qi Palace, and then placed on the spot after being taken out. It is a treasure on the mountain that is close to the square inch. The old monk Yuanying was sitting in meditation, and the cultivator, who wouldn't wait for it to become twenty-four at twelve a day? But the young monk in the Dragon Gate Realm was punching and screaming tonight. In Chen Ping’an’s view, he was beaten in a quack-like style with spicy eyes. He created a crazy sword technique with Pei Qian back then. Virtue.
The old monk still failed to notice the existence of an unexpected guest nearby. After running the Qi machine for a little week, he was so quarreled by his disciples that he opened his eyes and reprimanded: "Duanming, cherish the time of Taoism, don’t be involved in this kind of thing. Splurge, if you really want to learn boxing, please find a boxing master. Anyway, your family is not short of money, and you no longer have the qualifications to practice martial arts. Find a martial artist in the remote travel world, pinch your nose to teach you boxing, it is not difficult, better than being here every day Punch Wangba punches and poke Lao Tzu in the eyes."
The young man's surname is Zhao, his name is clear, his body is upright, his Taoist heart is bright, and his name has a good meaning. It's a pity that the homophony of the name is terrible. The teenager always thinks that if his surname is Li, it would be better if someone else laughs at himself. It's very simple. You only need to report your name to find the place.
The boy was born in Dali, a first-class Haoguandi, Zhao from Tianshui, one of the surnames of Dali Shangzhu State, and Zhao Duanming is still a long-term son.
Among all the surnames of Shangzhu Kingdom in Dali, Yuan, Cao, and Guan are the first. Then there is the Yu family and the Zhao family in Tianshui, and then the Fufeng Qiu family, the Poyang Ma family, and the Zi Zhaoyan family.
Zhao Duanming asked while punching, "Master, how old do you think Zhou Haijing is? Is it really fifty-six years old? It doesn't look like it. I looked at her from a distance, tusk tusk, good health, I I like Cao Jiugui very much. I made an appointment with Cao Jiugui. Turning back, Zhou Haijing was fighting with people at the Huoshen Temple. He would definitely help me pick a good seat. Look closer, Wu Fu asked Quan, if the woman wears a night walk again Yi, hehe."
The old man laughed and said: "In the future, your kid will not hang out with Cao Secui. The martial arts masters like Zhou Haijing are superb in their martial arts, and they are often skilled in beauty. They can’t tell the true age based on their looks. They are almost the same as our qimen. . And remember, don’t stop you from watching the game, but you must keep your eyes on it. I heard that Zhou Haijing’s temper is very bad and he is far from Zheng Qian’s talkative."
The teenager stopped his fist and stood still, grinning and said: "Age is not a problem, the female junior holds gold bricks. Master, you can calculate it. How many gold bricks can I hold?"
The old man rolled his eyes and said, "It's really unreasonable that you can practice as far as your kid's arithmetic is."
Zhao Duanming rubbed his chin, "They are all the four great masters of Wu Ping, Zhou Haijing ranked bottom, but his looks and body are better than Zheng Qian."
Chen Ping An concealed his figure, standing on the wall not far away, originally focusing more on the carriage, and by the way remembered the words of the boy.
As for the high-rise roof of the Tianlu Pavilion in the capital, the young monks were still there, and Chen Ping'an took a few more glances.
Everyone hung a waist card, but it was not an innocent card issued by the Xing Department’s Yamen. They only engraved one word, all of which were picked from the twelve earthly branches.
It seems that among the six, one is Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, one is sword repairman, one is Fulu monk, and one is military monk.
And they are all very rich, not to mention the outermost clothing, wearing the highest rank of warrior and weft armor in the military Jiamaru, and then covering a robe, it seems that they will fight with others at any time.
At this moment, it seems that someone is starting to sit in the village.
A young woman, besides the treasure armor and the robe, was wearing a round-necked Yunjin robe produced by the Jiankang Sports Agency. She spread her hands and said with a smile: "I'm sitting in the village. Just bet that Chen Jianxian would go to the palace tonight and lose one. "
The other five people threw out fairy money one after another. Most Xiaoshu money, two Gu Yu money, and some gave only one snowflake money. He was a soldier monk who looked like a little girl, wearing a gorse feather makeup veil, moonlight Lingling. , The satin surface is like flowing water.
The young woman wondered: "That's it?"
With arms around her chest, the little girl said depressed: "Auntie is really out of money today."
The young Taoist priest sat cross-legged and said with a smile: "I have accumulated so much dowry money over the years, and I can take it out and make a big bet."
A young monk with a clean eyebrow, wearing a veiled Zen robes, put his hands together and said: "Buddha bless my disciples to continue their gambling luck today."
The six monks, including those with the surname of Zhuguo on their heads, and those with parents from the mountain dao couples, and even those from poor families, were all carefully collected by Nianganlang from the Department of Penalty, the oldest, but 90, The youngest is a teenager. Apart from them, there are a total of eleven people and twelve earthly branches, and now only one position is left empty, and a pure martial artist is missing. They don't have a fixed preacher, and they don't have an official patriarchal genealogy identity, but among the masters of boxing, there is Song Changjing among several great masters. They just didn't give much advice, just a few times. In addition, there are the Mo family rangers, the swordsman Xu weak. The people who taught them how to look for aura were the former mountain monarchs of the old mountains of Dayi, as well as a few outsiders with hidden backgrounds and unobtrusive ethics.
There are six people present, and everyone has a natal thing belonging to the Five Elements. They own the five-color soil of the new Five Sacred Mountains of Aquarius Island, the Dadu Water Transport of Xinqidu, and consume a lot of gold and copper money, as well as the locust tree, and a kind of water. fire.
Chen Pingan jumped off the wall and appeared at the corner of the street, no longer hiding his breath, quietly waiting for the arrival of the courtesy minister, who was actually an acquaintance, the old servant Dong Hu.
Old Yuanying put away the dojo and stood with his disciple Zhao Duanming in the alley. The old man frowned and said, "Here again?"
Is this place where you can go anywhere? Why don't young people now listen to persuasion, and have to wait until it hurts to remember?
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'm harassing the old immortal master's practice. I'll be waiting for someone here. Maybe after the chat, I can go to the house to read."
The old monk shook his head and was too lazy to say something. At most, he turned his head and asked at the yamen of the Xing Department, saying that he was a person with no eyesight, and he didn't need to make a fuss.
The old man stopped abruptly, turned his head and looked around. After the carriage stopped, he walked out of the Dong Shilang of the Ministry of Rites.
Chen Pingan's main action said: "I have seen Mr. Dong Lao."
Dong Hu hurriedly stretched out his hand and raised the young mountain owner's arm falsely, "Master Chen, I can't use it."
After the old attendant laughed, he bit his head and said: "Dare to ask Chen Shanzhu, what do you mean by visiting the capital?"
Chen Pingan smiled and asked, "What does your Majesty mean?"
Dong Hu said cautiously: "It depends on what Chen Shanzhu means."
On the far side of the roof, a woman with holding a hip flask appeared. The young woman who had just collected money from the farm smiled and said, "Aunt Feng."
The woman's voice was natural and charming, and she smiled: "You are not courageous, just sit under the eyes of others."
The young woman asked in surprise: "Aunt Feng, he found us long ago?"
On the side of the alley, Chen Ping'an heard the words of the "Aunt Feng", and he actually confessed to the old servant, and came and went as soon as he said. It was a flash away and went straight to the roof.
Dressed in a precarious blue shirt, he suddenly appeared, standing at the scalloped eaves.
The woman looked at Chen Ping'an and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"
Chen Ping'an said: "I only heard his voice but didn't see him. I didn't expect to see seniors here."