Chapter 953: Reunion

Qingming world, Xuandu view.
In the peach blossom forest, an old Taoist chief and a handsome young man wearing a tiger-head hat walked side by side, followed by a fat man, looking around to see if there were peach branches on the ground to pick up.
The Yuanyou Jianxiu who came from the Great Wall of Jianqi respectively settled in the Baiyujing Shenxiao City under the Qingming World, Sui Chu Gong, and Xuan Du Guan.
Xuan Duguan was only assigned to this wealthy fat man, but the young Jian Xiu had a close relationship with the old Guanzhu, and of course it might be a coincidence.
Anyway, Yan Zhuo secretly used the pretense of being an old master over the years and did a lot of business. With such a behemoth as Xuantuguan, the vassal hilltops can’t be counted with both hands, plus the dozens of dynasties and vassal kingdoms attached to Xuantuguan, even if only the Xuanduguan line itself, there are nearly 100,000 Taoists under its jurisdiction. Lots of people.
The old view master just opens one eye and closes one eye. Anyway, those money exchanges are all fertile and not flowing into outsiders' fields. If Fatty Yan can get money from Bai Yujing, it will be no problem to give him a plaque with a golden inscription. Even the old master can make Lu Lao San's inscription inscribed.
The old Guanzhu pondered for a long time, and finally opened the skylight to speak brightly, "Bai Ye, are you willing to serve as the abbot of Xuandu Guan in the future?"
Bai Ye didn't seem to be surprised, shook his head, and said straightforwardly: "Impossible."
Old Guanzhu nodded, "Knowing that this is the answer, I just can't help but ask more, just in case."
The old master was silent for a moment, and then asked: "The master is unwilling to be a master. A lot of secular and general affairs are more troublesome than being a master, and it is impossible. So what about being a master?"
The master of a Taoist temple can be fictitious and real. If you are willing to take care of things, you can take care of everything, no matter how big or small, you can grasp everything. If you don’t want to control it, it’s just a false title. You can give it to the Taoist Supervisory Institute, and the seat is known as the pillar of the Taoist temple and the model of the Taoist people. Can be competent, with this example of the jungle, the eyes of man and the sky.
It is a bit similar to the Haoran Tianxia Mountain School, one person concurrently serves as the chief priest and guest.
Bai also shook his head, "I really don't want to be distracted."
Lao Guanzhu sighed, "Let you be a deacon, even if you are willing to do it in vain, I don't have the shame to show you the jokes for Qingming."
In the larger Taoist temples, in addition to the eight deacons, there are three capitals, five masters and eighteen heads.
Yan Zhuo found that the atmosphere was a bit boring, so he proposed to himself: "I think the subject is always the subject, and the subject is sitting here or something. If you don't dislike it, the younger generation..."
Old Guanzhu nodded and answered: "Dislike it."
Yan Zhuo didn’t lose his mind. How could he dare to expect to be the master of any Xuandu Temple, but he started to do small calculations a few years ago, and felt that with his deep friendship with the old master, he had to think about that. The post of the head of Shifang Yunshuitang is responsible for arranging Taoist priests from all walks of life. Although there is not a lot of oil and water, Yan Zhuo has his own means to open up the fortune. Of course, it is not the kind of partial wealth.
The old Guanzhu suddenly said: "Fatty Yan, when you reach the Jade Realm one day, the poor Dao will find an opportunity to open a meeting in the Patriarch's Hall, and I would like to mention that you are recommended to be the deacon of the accountant, but said in advance Well, the poor Dao doesn't care for a long time, and the prestige in the Taoist temple is not enough. It may not be successful. You have heard that today, don't be too focused. It is the best to be successful.
Yan Zhuo rubbed his hands and smiled, "I understand, I understand, I can talk and talk."
The accountant deacon, one of the eight great deacons, with the huge scale and solid background of the Xuan Du Temple, is almost equivalent to the Shang Shu of the Hubu dynasty under the mountain.
The old Guanzhu turned his head and looked at one place, and then left. Bai also wanted to say but stopped. The old Guanzhu smiled knowingly: "If there is a chance, replant peach blossoms."
Laoguan focused on the mountains and rivers, and stepped to another place in Taolin, beside the stream, standing a crown of white hair with a girlish face.
The master of Lao Guan hit the inspector, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Sister."
The girl just nodded her head and looked up at the sky.
Xuantu Guan has always declared that she is a retreat.
In fact, I was wandering around outside, and now my merits are full. Only then did he return to Xuandu Temple.
When waiting for the sky, just waiting for rain.
It is not only a far-reaching plan to prepare for a rainy day, but also a rather helpless last resort.
So when he appeared this time, he didn't show up with Xiao Sun anymore.
The "girl" retracted her gaze, looked down at the stream, and murmured, "The peach blossoms are flowing away."
This sentence comes from Bai Ye's answer to the layman's question in the mountain.
Her name is Wang Sun, and her Taoist title is "Empty Mountain". She was once recognized as the most qualified Taoist official in the history of Xuan Du Temple. It can even be said that several juniors were raised by her. Among them is the present master Sun Huaizhong. .
The chief heard that it was praise from the outside world. Incapable of achieving nothing, it is her evaluation of herself.
In addition to the palace and the Crane Tower, the river is rolling eastward, and there is a mainstay. It is one of the few Xielong Stones in the world. There are many buildings and many cliff carvings.
Old Yuan Yingjian Xiu Cheng Quan, at this moment, was standing on the edge of the cliff with an deceased person watching the water, but the heights of the two sides were very different, and there was a child with immature face standing beside Old Jianxiu, but he looked old-fashioned.
It is Nalan Burning Reed, one of the ten sword immortals on the peak of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
It was a little bit later than Chen Xi in Feishengcheng. Just because Sui Chugong was so polite, he prospered and moved the crowd, and found him an ascendant monk's fairy, but it was a rare relic left over from the dissolution of a sword repair soldier.
Standing on the tall buildings by the river, a young Taoist official standing on a railing, covered with books, looked across the river in a daze, a river that looked like a moat.
One side is like ants, while the other side is very few. Because in the eyes of this person, it is as if this river is used as the boundary.
Nalan Shaowei glanced at the young Taoist official over the Guanque Tower, who looked like a scholar, and said casually: "Sai Chugong monk, either is in retreat, or he is preparing for retreat. Why do you often see this guy walking upstairs and wandering around? ."
Cheng Quan said: "His name is Gao Ping. He has two Taoist names, "Taihang" and "Zou Ge." For promotion, he has been responsible for all the records of Taoist priests in Gongguan and the delivery of the official documents. However, in addition to the status of Zhenger Bajing, Gao Ping seems to have an official position, "literature", anyway. I have never heard of anything. If the Hidden Officer is here, he must know the twists and turns of the doorway here."
Nalan Shaowei nodded and said, "It's an old official position in Haoran World. It has been a long time, and the official hat is very small, but I don't have any knowledge. I definitely can't become this official. Now I don't use it."
Cheng Quan looked at Nalan Burning Reed with a look of surprise.
Nalan Shaowei laughed and cursed: "What kind of eyes, I know the origin of'literature', what's so strange, it seems to find that the kid Chen Ping'an doesn't understand."
Cheng Quan smiled and said: "If you say that you are better than swordsmanship, you are temporarily better than the hermit, I think, but if you want to compare the ink in your stomach, it is really incomparable. You are just a coincidence."
Nalan Shaowei broke the subject, "Have you ever dealt with him?"
Cheng Quan nodded and said: "I've met several times in the building and by the river. I'm a boring gourd. I haven't talked much about him. There are some rumors about Sui Chu Gong. I can only chat with that nickname Xiaobai. I seem to like it. When playing chess, Palace Master Wu will occasionally participate in it, but there is a weird rule that both sides only play the first forty moves."
Nalan Shaowei nodded and said, "I also often talked with Sun Juyuan and the others, winning more and losing less."
Cheng Quan asked: "Do you really know how many lines are on the board?"
Nalan Shaowei smiled and said, "You just owe it."
Cheng Quan smiled and said, "Followed a move?"
Nalan Shaowei ignored the top three masters of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and just looked at the young-looking Taoist official, and had a chance to play with him for a few games.
At the Guanque Tower, Gao Ping said with a heartfelt smile: "When Nalan Sword Immortal is free one day, I can come here as a guest. I want to replay the final battle with Nalan Sword Immortal on the Great Wall of Sword Qi together. "
Nalan Shaowei smiled and said: "I don't understand those who are silly, you have found the wrong person, you have to talk to the young man in the summer palace to talk about this."
Gao Ping smiled and said, "Sword Immortal Nalan has humbled himself. It's just a conversation on paper."
Nalan burned the reeds without comment.
After the salute, Chief Gao Ping turned and walked into the Crane Tower. After closing the door, the head official's sight was a picture of the situation in Jiuzhou, and there were slight changes almost every year.
In the future, the palace owner asked Bai Yujing, the palace owner Wu Shuangjiang himself, perhaps only half of it.
The other half is the world of Kyushu included in this picture.
Snow flakes are as big as palms in the wind and snow.
A barefooted monk in purple clothes walked alone on the border between the two states and walked alone on the border between the two states. He came to a land of poor mountains and bad waters where the spiritual energy was almost infinite, and he looked out at a cliff.
There are tall people in the mountains.
Ninety generation monk sits in deep valley in danger. Forever, the high wind will not fall.
Jiang Xiu, who is leaving Yaxiang Yao Qing and leaving the Qingshen Dynasty, wants to come here to listen to the other's opinions.
After getting the ambiguous answer, Jiang Xiu just laughed it off and continued to travel far away.
Quietly entered the boundary of Youzhou.
In Zhulu County, which is said to be the site of an ancient battlefield, there is a Qianhe Bridge in a place called Jiamaying.
A village woman walked out of a Tongtuo Lane and crossed the bridge with a load.
A bamboo basket was carried at each end of the load, and two children were sitting in the basket.
Jiang Xiu smiled and said, "This is picking up the two ancestors."
In the remote area of ​​Youzhou, there is a small Taoist temple named Zhuxuguan.
On the street that is not wide outside, a book stand was set up at the corner of the street. There are not only novels, but also comic books and comics. You can only rent but not sell, and you can read a book for a coin.
On the high and low benches, there were some juveniles wearing open pants, and there were also a few idle young rascals, who were chatting while flipping through the books.
The stall owner is a fair-faced young Taoist priest with thick eyebrows and big eyes.
Zhuxu Temple is a small Taoist temple in the small county town. Although the sparrow is small and has all five internal organs, Mao Zui is a classic creation of that small Taoist temple, that is, it is in charge of food.
But anyhow, he is a Taoist official who cleans up inflows. Walking on the road, being called by someone, can have a "Master" suffix.
And his master is also a Taoist scholar of Taoism, second only to Guanzhu and the Supervisory Court, the third place.
The young Taoist officials set up a book stand here, but in fact they can't make a lot of money. When they were young, they were mountain runners.
It stands to reason that he is a Taoist official, and his appearance is not bad, so he shouldn't be a bachelor. But the problem is that neighbors in the neighborhood say that this surnamed master Mao is a bit confused. I often froze in a daze, or when I was eating, my face would burst into tears all at once, but the problem was that there was no cry. Over time, no one dared to propose a marriage. Otherwise, the Taoist master who has a degree, which is not sweet and delicious.
There was a saucepan wrapped in oil-paper on Mao Zhuo's palm, with seven or eight garlic cloves in it, and he was chewing slowly.
A young Taoist priest came on the street. He was wearing a Hunyuan scarf with a hard-brimmed round hat, showing his hair bun, and ran across it with a boxwood hairpin.
The outgoing Taoist stopped, looked up at the plaque of the small Taoist temple, smiled and said: "It's a good one to make up for the deficiency."
Only by holding the way of surplus and damaging it can you avoid the regret of Kanglong and the sorrow of the universe.
The young Taoist turned his head and smiled and looked at that Mao Zhu.
A big state, a small country, a big county and a small county, a small Taoist temple, but a big monk.
Not "but there is", but "but it is."
Because the Taoist audience, and the Taoist temple itself, were transformed by this Taoist priest.
Mao Zhuo turned his head and looked at that person and sighed, "It's closed."
The children immediately became unhappy, and Mao Zhuo had to say: "Next time everyone reads three books, no money will be charged."
There is nothing next time anyway.
The children broke up in joy.
As for the young men and women, they didn't care about anything. They stubbornly stubbornly made a few curses and left. The main reason was that the foreign Taoist priest did not seem to be a good stubble.
The young Taoist said with a smile: "It took a lot of effort for the boss to find here. No wonder Master Lu couldn't find you."
Mao Zhui said, "It's not that he can't find me, but he doesn't need to find me for the time being."
The young Taoist said with a smile: "Anyway, it is the first step for the poor."
"The Qingshen Dynasty can't protect you. Yao Qing has too many concerns, and his realm is a little too close, so he said hello to Pin Dao."
"The Poor Earth Lung Mountain, as soon as the big formation opens, you will go to Huayang Palace’s old ancestor cave to hide, protect you for a hundred years, it is not a big problem. Anyway, all the expenses of opening the mountain gate, the poor way can be Qingshen Dynasty reimbursement."
Mao Zhu sneered: "Don't you worry about the next moment, he will be right in front of you?"
"First, the skills of the poor way of formation, and the means of covering the secrets of heaven, are not too bad."
The young Taoist priest walked over to the stall, picked a bench to sit down, and smiled: "Furthermore, it's obvious that those who don't deal with Bai Yujing already have Xuan Du Temple and Sui Chu Gong, and there is one more Earth Lung Mountain. , It's nothing, it's really invincible."
A certain country in Youzhou whose national strength does not lose to the Qingshen Dynasty of Bingzhou, among which the Hongnong Yang family has been the backbone of the temple since ancient times. The Yang family has always been the biggest pilgrim in Huayang Palace. Not only the money for incense, but also the many Taoist officials in Difeishan came from the Hongnong Yang family.
As long as it falls into the hands of Bai Yujing, who is within a hundred years, he will be punished or not, and he will be punished severely.
These are actually nothing, anyway, everyone knows, Yu Dou never deliberately targeted anyone, just discuss the matter.
The problem lies in this Dao’s second child. Every time the person who violates the prohibition is accounted, he will kill or punished heavily. In addition to the matter of the matter, he will also be investigated for "teachers are not strict, the teacher’s fault", and the whole mountain head is bowed. This is nothing. There was once a young man in Shan who was deprived of the Taoist priest from the world and could not be employed as a Taoist official forever. He was not convinced, not for himself, but for the master and Shantou, and insisted on asking for an argument and justice with his second son.
And this person was not only born in the Hongnong Yang family, but also the youngest disciple of this "young Taoist priest".
As a result, there was an uproar. The former Taoist official surnamed Yang not only adds to the crime, but also affects the family's "father's fault if the son does not teach."
Back then, a respected old Taoist priest, one of the ten people in the Qingming world, stood on the border of Bai Yujing that time, looking at the twelfth floor of the five cities of Bai Yujing from a distance.
And he is the ancestor of Difeishan Huayang Palace, Gao Gu, and his Taoist name is "Juyue". It is recognized as the number one alchemy person in the world.
Mao Zhuo shook his head and said, "You still look down on that person too much."
Gao Gu smiled and said: "Why don't you put it another way, is Gao Gu overestimating himself?"
Mao Cone twitched at the corner of his mouth, "This joke sounds good."
"Chunyang Taoist Fellow once said that a golden pill was in my belly, and I knew that I could not help it."
Gao Gu said: "My generation is fortunate to be born as a human, but can also climb the mountain and cultivate the path. What we ask for is to break the sky, but the fundamentals are just to maintain humanity. As for you, the real man of bones, after all, unlike the walking dead, you are seeking humanity. , Prove the Dao self. Fellow Daoists, think so?"
Mao Zhu was silent for a moment, and said, "Wait until I finish eating the sauce and garlic cloves."
A logging yard was newly set up in Yuzhang County of Dali Hongzhou.
And Yuzhou, which is connected to Hongzhou, had set up a Weaving Bureau before that, which was in charge of supervising the weaving of textiles needed for royal and official use within a prefecture. The first chief official was a young official named Li Baozhen, who was born on the battlefield and had Wuxun. But even the provincial governor is not qualified to look through the files of this person.
When Li Zhizao took office, he brought only two personal servants, serving as the assistant officials of the Weaving Bureau, both of whom were surnamed Zhu.
According to local chronicles, the land boundary of Dayu Yuzhou often has loud noises and thunderous noises around noon in the middle of the day, hence the name Yuzhou.
In the middle of the night, the weaving officer Li Baozhen took two deputy officials to visit the Yuzhang County Logging Yard.
The group of three saw Lin Zhengcheng, and Li Baozhen held the ceremony for the younger generation, and said, "Uncle Lin, my nephew took the liberty to visit."
Lin Zhengcheng, who was sitting watch by the stove in the study, just nodded in greeting.
Seeing that Li Baozhen seemed to intend to continue talking while standing, Lin Zhengcheng fiddled with the charcoal a few times with the tongs and pressed it a few times, indicating that the three visitors would stop standing. All right."
In fact, as the two parties, it is impossible to talk about official affairs. The newly established Yuzhou Weaving Bureau and Hongzhou Logging Institute, similar to the earliest Longquan County Kiln Affairs Supervision Bureau, belong to a kind of "sinking" of the Dayi court. Institutions, government offices are secretly documented, and go directly to Tian Ting. If the two chief officials come into contact with each other privately, plotting something is a big taboo in officialdom. But the general human relationship
, It’s not necessary to be too deliberately alienated. As for the yardstick during this period, it depends on the practice of the respective public practice. Just like this meeting tonight, both Lin Zhengcheng and Li Baozhen will take the initiative to record the files, and even if they deliberately conceal it, weave the bureau or It is the logging house, and there will definitely be some officials who will let His Majesty the Emperor know about this.
According to Dali’s new code, the rank of Yuzhou Weaving Bureau is much higher than that of Yuzhang Jun’s Logging Institute. As the chief weaving officer, Li Baozhen’s official title is from the fourth rank, plus some concealed ones. The authority to say that Li Zhizao is a half-ranked official is not an exaggeration.
The four people were sitting around the stove, with an iron net sandwiched on the brazier, roasting some golden rice cakes and tofu cubes, probably even if it was a midnight snack.
The father and daughter surnamed Zhu have long since left their bases. They followed their son Li Baozhen and wandered outside for more than 20 years. After being polished by public practice, they fought on the battlefields with no swords, lights and swords. Now Zhu He and his daughter Zhu Lu are separated. It is a golden-bodied martial artist and a six-world martial artist, the latter just broke the border at the beginning of this year.
Old Wufu, nearly sixtieth birthday, slightly frost on temples.
Lin Zhengcheng turned his head and looked at the old man, and said with a smile: "Zhu He, we haven't seen each other for many years."
Zhu He smiled and nodded and said: "It's been twenty years since we last met."
Lin Zhengcheng was one of the first locals who left Lizhu Cave and moved to the capital. Although Zhu He was the nursing home of the Li family on Fulu Street and was a family-born child, in the early days in the small town, Lin Zhengcheng was the assistant officer of the Superintendent's Office. He often accompanied the superintendent to inspect the kiln entrance, and the Li family owned his own. In the Long Kiln, Zhu He is taking care of specific affairs, so the two parties often meet and are not unfamiliar.
Lin Zhengcheng turned his head and asked, "Zhu Lu, have you ever been married?"
The woman was a little cautious and shook her head gently, "I haven't married yet."
Lin Zhengcheng nodded and said, "Knowing that you were a kid makes you happy."
Zhu Lu looked straightforward.
Li Baozhen actually envied the father and daughter. They were able to tell Lin Zhengcheng a few words. Unlike himself, he came to this logging yard today just to visit the mountain.
Regarding Lin Zhengcheng, a hidden official of the old Supervision Bureau, Li Baozhen knew the approximate depth of the water after only one pass.
Just like the upright third-rank Yuzhou provincial governor, he couldn't access the files of a fourth-rank weaving officer in his own territory. This is Li Baozhen's confidence.
As the chief officer in charge of the entire southeast espionage of Aquarius in the past, Li Baozhen has come into contact with many secret files of Dali’s espionage. When he took office, Li Baozhen smelled a very hidden and unusual, and even produced a certain inference that made Li Baozhen feel a chill in his back. This unsmiling Uncle Lin in his childhood memory may be the national teacher Cui Yunan in Lizhu. A key chess piece in Dongtian, and this seemingly inconspicuous chess piece, is very likely to affect the trend of the entire Dali court to a certain extent. This is an official intuition of Li Baozhen.
Lin Zhengcheng glanced at Li Zhizao, who was sitting in distress. He was not young anymore. In his years of no doubt, he was a fourth-rank official. If he put aside his identity as the confidant of the emperor, in fact, in the two temples of Dali Capital and the companion capital, the bureau of weaving belonged to the Dali imperial court. The ad hoc institutions belong to the "cold bench" sects that drifted away from the borders of officialdom. Therefore, unlike the disciples of the Shangzhu State surnames like Cao Gengxin and Yuan Zhengding, they are too eye-catching, but some people do seem to be born into officialdom. In addition, the only one involved in the officialdom of the Li family in Fulu Street, which has a profound heritage, is Li Baozhen.
Lin Zhengcheng flicked the charcoal fire lightly with the tongs, covered in the dust, and said calmly: "A person using wisdom is to burn charcoal for warmth. You must learn to keep a low profile to keep it burning for a long time."
Li Baozhen nodded and smiled: "In addition to being thrifty and keeping the house, saving charcoal, we must also increase wisdom. Cutting wood and burning charcoal in the mountains is another kind of charcoal, and buying charcoal with people is another kind. In addition, burning charcoal for heating in the cold winter is not only in your own control. When the fire is good, you should also pay attention to the people sitting around the furnace, and try to prevent everyone from feeling that the temperature of the charcoal fire is too hot."
Lin Zhengcheng nodded, inferred from other things, is a smart man, chatting effortlessly.
The three younger brothers and sisters of the younger generation of Lee on Fu Lu Street indeed all responded to that admonishment.
Lin Zhengcheng asked casually: "Is there any insight after being an official for so many years?"
"Don't despise anyone."
Li Baozhen said: "Emperors and generals, traffickers, pawns, gods on the mountains, ghosts and spirits, each has its own merits, especially pay attention to the fact that the lower and the lower have the upper and the upper wisdom."
Zhu Lu hesitated, and said softly: "Uncle Lin, for so many years, the son has always liked to deal with the three religions and the nine liu, but there are not many intersections with the officials of Dali."
Lin Zhengcheng smiled and said, "Don't use Qianlong."
Li Baozhen looked as usual.
Lin Zhengcheng said: "I want to get a comment about'seeing the dragon in the field'. I almost mean it. Of course, I'm working as a logging yard. I just met a junior from my hometown and couldn't help but say a few words about relying on the old and selling the old, no. Senior official of the Li Zhizao, don't take it seriously."
Li Baozhen smiled and said: "It was after many years of leaving his hometown that he knew how precious the old sayings of the old people in his hometown are."
Different from people in ordinary places, the farther and longer they leave their hometown, they will feel that their hometown is smaller. The young people like Lizhu Dongtian are more promising. Without exception, they will feel that their hometown is
big
and deep. Not bottomed out.
After chatting for about half an hour, Lin Zhengcheng still didn't have much words. Most of it was Li Baozhen looking for a chat. Zhu He would also talk about the past. Lin Zhengcheng never showed impatient expression.
Li Baozhen left and left the logging yard with Zhu He and Zhu Lu. After leaving the county, Li Baozhen sacrificed a talisman to take care of Zhu Lu and returned to Yuzhou, but instead of heading straight to the Weaving Bureau, he went to a place. Hilltop.
The night was heavy, and Li Baozhen had nothing to do. Sitting cross-legged on the bow, he picked up a ball of light condensed by aura, and the boat was swiftly stunned, drawing a stream of fireflies in the night sky.
The father and daughter were silent, each with their own thoughts.
Zhu He has been in the Seven Realms of Martial Arts for many years, and after a few more years of physical strength, he is expected to travel far away as a pure martial artist. According to the arrangements of the second son, as long as he becomes a remote traveler, he will be transferred from the Weaving Bureau to a local military attaché. , The official position will not be too high, but there are military merits and martial arts in the body, but also a far-flung martial artist, presumably not too low, then in the future, building ancestral halls, compiling genealogy, and enshrining ancestral gods will no longer be a luxury, Zhu He A martial artist, with the status of a lowly nationality in the past, has done this, and it is also considered a glorious lintel.
Zhu He has not always been a very ambitious person. If it were not to repay the kindness of the Li family, he would also need to make long-term considerations for his only daughter, Zhu Lu. In fact, Zhu He would rather be able to leave the officialdom and stay away from the treasure bottle of the Dali dynasty. In the southern part of the continent, a certain country settled down on the rivers and lakes.
Zhu Lu has a complicated mood.
Zhu Lu, who has been away from home for many years and is no longer a girl, occasionally thinks, if she hadn't left the school team back then, what would her life experience be like?
At the beginning, the group left the town, walked through Longxu River and Tiefu River, passed Qidun Mountain, and finally reached Hongzhu Town. Then there was the storm and they parted ways.
If she never separated, she followed to Da Sui Academy?
Li Baoping, she and father. Lin Shouyi, Li Huai, and that person.
Zhu Lu felt that there were two groups of people at that time. Although they were in the same group, they were two kinds of people.
During the period, they met a man wearing a hat, a sword, and a donkey. He called himself Aliang, a kind-hearted, and a swordsman.
He also claims to be invincible in swordsmanship and peerless. When serious, he even feels terrible. He can use swordsmanship freely, not splashing water, and even if he is not good at swordsmanship when he wets a corner of his clothes... So every time he walks by the river, Li Huai wants to be a Liang. Standing on the shore, picking up a pile of stones by himself, let Aliang shook his arms about the so-called swordsmanship, or waited for the rain with his fingers.
It has been noisy until the end, even an honest person like Zhu He feels that the seemingly unfathomable swordsman is a liar who can only talk about it?
As a result, in the place where the three rivers converge, as if the rivers and waters are separated and combined, it seems that three completely different life paths have just been separated.
She and her father sadly left Hongzhu Town and followed the second son of Li's family on Fulu Street.
Li Baoping and his party continued to Da Sui Mountain Cliff Academy.
As for the shameless embryo, he broke the sky on that day and went to the Qingming world, and he was able to question both the fist and the sword with the second head teacher Bai Yujing, and then he was able to enter the fourteenth realm as a sword repairer... …
Lin Shouyi has served as the temple blessing of Dadu in the middle of China. He is already a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm. It is said that he has recently started to retreat.
Li Baoping is already a gentleman in the academy. Even that Li Huai, somehow became a wise man of Da Sui Mountain Cliff Academy.
As for that person, it is... on the "mountain road" of future life, Yiqi Juechen.
After I heard that, at the border of Dayi, there were three more students in the school team. The white-clothed boy Cui Dongshan took two Lu family survivors, Yu Lu and thank you, and traveled to Da Sui together.
Yu Lu, the prince of Lu's subjugation, was already a martial artist in the remote travel realm. Thank you for being a land god.
Except for Li Baoping, the little owner of the Li family on Fulu Street, everyone else is simply a group of unreasonable...monsters.
Especially the mud-legged man surnamed Chen, straw sandal hatchet, was once a thin young man like black charcoal.
Later, when I learned that the other party had bought many hills including Shizi Poshan, it gradually became like a fairy mansion on the mountain.
There are some worries in her heart, but she feels that as long as she follows the second son, everything will be worry-free.
Later, when Luoposhan asked for a gift to Zhengyangshan, Zhu Lu was even more worried, but her father advised her not to do this, saying that this person has a simple temperament and would never turn the old account with our father and daughter.
Later, a report from the Shanshui Mansion of Shenzhou Shanhaizong made Zhu Lu completely panicked.
Zhu He sensed that his daughter's concerns were serious, and asked softly: "What do you think?"
Zhu Lu smiled and shook his head, "Nothing."
There is a scenic spot in Yuzhou, named Tianzhufeng.
There is a high peak, and every sunrise and sunset, there will be a sea of ​​golden clouds and the scenery is magnificent.
A middle-aged but not yet married general with real power, stayed overnight at the Shanzhong Daoguan, ready to watch the sunrise here.
The man was born in the Dali domain, but he has achieved the high position of General Yuzhou. Civilian Liu Qingfeng and military commander Cao Mao are all very famous high-ranking officials from outside Dali.
According to the rules of the Dali court, the military commander is the ultimate patrol hunter. He has the highest official position. From the first rank, to this step, there is no official title. Only the few posthumous titles and false titles are exquisite. , That is, there are a total of twelve generals in Sizheng, four towns and Siping. Now half of them have followed Song Changjing to the barren world, and the remaining half are stationed on the long border in the middle of Aquarius, and then the generals of Yizhou, but not all There are all states, but Dali is only set up in places where military experts like Yuzhou are in battle.
In the middle of the night, Cao Mao left a few soldiers and a monk who accompanied the army, left the temple built in the mountain alone, climbed to the top of Tianzhu Peak, and found a flat place, moved a stone as a bench, and sat silently. .
Cao Mao suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a talisman suddenly arrived, changing its trajectory a bit, not going to the gymnasium, raising the route, and falling to the top of the peak.
After Cao Mao saw the three people on Fu Zhou clearly, he was indifferent and didn't mean to stand up to meet him.
A fourth-rank weaving officer from Tianfulu Street, Lizhudong, talked about personal relationships, but met a few people. Nodding friends are not counted. When talking about official business, both sides are working in Yuzhou. Everyone I can't control anyone.
Li Baozhen clasped his fists and smiled: "I have seen General Cao."
Cao Wu just nodded, and didn't ask the other party for coming.
Li Baozhen moved forward and squatted aside, Zhu He and Zhu Lu, his father and daughter, were standing not far away.
Cao Wu saw that Li Zhizao actually put on a posture of being dumb. He really didn't want to be disturbed by an outsider. He frowned slightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Li Baozhen smiled and said, "I just want to talk to someone who is nostalgic, otherwise he will go directly to the government office to find General Cao."
General Cao Wu of Yuzhou, under the command of the hunting envoy Su Gaoshan, originally followed Dayi Tieqi all the way south to Old Dragon City, the southernmost point of a continent. Later, the Dayu Dynasty of one country and one continent had to use the Old Dragon City as the old dragon city. The stronghold, with the force of one continent to resist the monster army in the wild world, the Dalibian army fought and retreated to Dadu in the middle of Aquarius Island.
One went south and the other returned north. In these two uninterrupted battles, Cao Wuli made a series of exploits.
Although he was not a native of the Dayi Dynasty, he eventually stood out and became the most promising one among the old generals of Su Gaoshan.
In the first month of each year, Cao Wuhui took time out. In the past, he went to visit the widow of the general in Dali Capital. Now he is going to visit Su Gaoshan's ancestral hometown for New Year.
It’s not that there are no gossips in the officialdom of the capital. Some say that he is pretending to be shown to His Majesty the Emperor. He wants to take the opportunity to win over the old department of Su Xunshou and stand on his own mountain. There are also some harsher words saying that he is burning a cold stove, Cao Wu It didn’t matter. General Su had a good understanding of himself. When General Su was alive, it was good for New Year's greetings or congratulations. The gate of Su Mansion on Chi'er Street was overcrowded. There is no shortage of him. Today is different. General Su is gone. Inside, no one is missing, he can't be missing.
Cao Wu said, "Li Zhizao, it seems that we are not familiar with it yet."
Li Baozhen asked with a smile: "When will General Cao return home in good shape?"
Cao Wu smiled and said, "Why did Li Zhizao say this?"
Han Jingling, the current emperor of Shihao Kingdom, the generals of Huanghe and his ilk, and Cao Wu, the current general of the Dali imperial court, could not be equal at all.
If Cao Wu was willing to regain his identity, even if he deliberately removed the identity of General Yuzhou and returned to Shihao Country alone, it would not be impossible to change his dynasty.
Li Baozhen was born as a spy leader of Dayi, and of course he knows the true identity of the general of Yuzhou. "Cao Wu"'s real name is Xu Mao, and he comes from Shihaoguo, one of the vassals of the old Zhuying dynasty. Before he went to the court of Dayi, he was Zhengsi. The rank of military commander, attached to one of the young princes, Xu Mao has an ancestral long scorpion, recognized as the first person in horse warfare, Shihao Kingdom, and everyone knows the name given by the imperial emperor, "Heng 槊 Fu Shi Lang".
Xu Mao was originally the confidant of the prince Han Jingxin, and the Xu family was one of the mainstays of the Shihao Kingdom’s frontier army. Xu Mao was frustrated. On the other side of Gaoshan, he started as a scout commander and was promoted step by step to the current general of Yuzhou with his solid military skills. However, Xu Mao was still smart and knew that he was incognito, so he used the pseudonym Cao Mao early, otherwise Xu Mao’s work would be used. As a matter of fact, once it leaks out, don't even think about getting involved in the Dali Frontier Army. After all, in order to stop Dali Iron Cavaliers’ southward horseshoes, Shi Hao Kingdom did not hesitate to light up all the frontier troops and trapped the capital, but Dali Iron Cavalry, from military commanders to school officers and soldiers, turned to the soldiers of Shi Hao Kingdom who did not hesitate to hit the stone with pebbles. Quite respectful.
Li Baozhen shook his head and said, "Brother Xu Mao, why should I ask you knowingly?"
Cao Wu squinted his eyes and said, "The emperor meant it?"
Li Baozhen laughed dumbly, picked up a stone at his feet, and gently threw it away from the cliff, "Your Majesty has always trusted Xu Mao brothers. What's more, our Dali Frontier Army has been from the patrol hunter to the general military soldiers. Regardless of your background, just looking at your military merits, how can your majesty lose a meritorious general and the mainstay of the frontier army because of the status of Brother Xu Mao, who will have a lot of troubles?"
Cao Wu said, "I was the one who led the war, and I was the one weaving with you. Now it's a peaceful situation where there is no war to fight, but I can't urinate in a pot."
Li Baozhen smiled and said, "In the words of my hometown, we are old brothers."
Cao Wu sneered and said, "It's not a fellow villager in the same year, so why did Li Zhizao say this?"
Li Baozhen said, "Brother Xu Mao and I are of the same zodiac. In my hometown, let alone the same zodiac, they are both married sons-in-law. When they meet on the road, they will also shout for the old brother. "
Zhu He scowled, Zhu Lu held back his smile, the son was talking nonsense again.
Cao Wu had no patience, "If it's okay, don't look for trouble."
Li Baozhen found a few more stones and threw them off the cliff. "You and I have met that person before, and both suffered from him."
Cao Wu was silent, his thoughts drifting away.
In the early days of Shihao Kingdom near Shujian Lake, two groups of people met on a narrow road in the wind and snow.
A young man in a cyan cotton robe, with two entourages. Ghost repair boy Zengye, female ghost Ma Duyi wearing a fox fur talisman.
The prince Han Jingxin, who has not yet been entrusted to the feudal clan, is personally guarded. He is the first person in the martial arts of that stone country, and the martial artist Hu Han is in golden status.
There are also two confidantes, the young general Xu Mao, who is known as the "Hengfu Fu Shi Lang", and the mansion worshiper, Mr. Zeng.
After the turmoil, Xu Mao personally killed the more than forty horsemen who had been the elite obedience of the palace.
Then cut off the prince Han Jingxin's head with a saber and hung it around his waist. Picked three war horses and planned to stop there
Leave your hometown, find another way out, and get a new life.
It's just that Xu Mao didn't leave in the wind and snow, but sat on horseback, waiting for the cotton-clothed man who was chasing Hu Han to return to his original place.
The latter threw Hu Han's head to Xu Mao, and Xu Mao was not polite. He hung his head on the other side of the saddle. It was also a great achievement, and he used it as the name of the cast.
At that time, the Shihao Kingdom was one of the important vassal states of the old Zhuying dynasty. From His Majesty the Emperor, to the hundred officials of the civil and military temples, to the commanders of all roadside military officers, almost all of them were the main fighting faction. Although the national power is very different, Shi Hao country failed to cause too many casualties to the Dali cavalry, but even if the northern frontier army was all out, the capital was besieged by Su Gaoshan's army, even if the Guozuo was cut off, it would not be with the Dali Song clan. Bow down and proclaim himself. For example, the prince Han Jingxin once led Xu Mao and his party to personally kill two Dalibian army scouts with monks who were attached to the army. It's just the general trend, the end can only be pebble hitting the stone.
As for Xu Mao, who fell into the disadvantage of the protector, even if he managed to sneak into the capital alive and saw the Emperor of the Shihao Kingdom, he was not accidentally given to death or was thrown into the battlefield. It is said that he would make up for his merits, anyway. It's all dead.
After all, the death of a prince who was originally expected to inherit the Datong was not a trivial matter.
Xu Mao simply took refuge in the Dali general Su Gaoshan.
Li Baozhen said in his own heart: "Besides, I have also met a person with the surname Zeng. He once promised to give me an official position. If there is no guess, he also promised you an official position, Dali patrol hunter. Make?"
Xu Mao asked back: "What about you, Shangzhu Country's surname?"
The Xu family has an ancestral motto passed down by word of mouth. It roughly means that the descendants of the Xu family will need to repay a benefactor who "goes to collect debts" in the future. The descendants of the Xu family of "Xue", after seeing this person and ascertaining the identity of the other party, they must unconditionally repay the other party's kindness, although he has no regrets, there is no room for bargaining.
This long chrysanthemum, passed to Xu Mao, is already the fifth generation. The Xu family of Shihao Kingdom, loyal and loyal for generations, threw their heads and sprinkled blood and heat at the border, guarding the border for the Han emperors of the past.
And the Mo family credited knife man is the "Mr. Zeng" who has always concealed his identity. After that stormy night, the two sides had an open and honest conversation, and Xu Mao was able to keep the long scorpion in the end, Mr. Zeng. I also wish Xu Mao could one day become a hunter envoy of Dayi.
If you can't be a hero by judging the situation, you have to retreat to the next best thing, when the hero that came into being and took advantage of the trend.
This unpredictable and secretive Mr. Zeng claims to be a messenger, and wherever there is food, he will go to beg for food.
Li Baozhen continued to whisper in his heart: "I'm not the same as you. I'm like Dong Shuijing from my hometown. I'm also a person on credit card. I just walk in different veins and do business in different ways. Well water doesn't offend river water."
Xu Mao asked: "My patience is limited, so I can trouble Li Zhizao to speak openly."
"I would like to ask Brother Xu Mao to help each other in the same boat. Forget it, I will simply put it in a nasty way. I implore Brother Xu Mao to be with me, to be precise, with us, being the cormorant, and working together to catch a fish that slipped through the net."
Li Baozhen said: "After the event is over, I can guarantee that Brother Xu Mao was an extremely human minister before his death, and he will be extremely sad and honored after his death, and he can find another way out, such as becoming one of the mountain heroes who are respected in Aquarius. To be a certain Dali high mountain god, or to be the Five Sacred Mountain Monarch of the Shihao Kingdom, depends only on Brother Xu Mao's own meaning."
After Li Baozhen dropped the stone in his hand, he clapped his hands, "A hero is in his old age, and he is very ambitious? How can this be enough, it is far from enough."
Xu Mao pointed his finger at the night, and said calmly: "The world is on horseback, and the moon is full of thousands of states in the world."
Li Baozhen sighed softly, "Just as if I haven't been here tonight."
Because this is Xu Mao's answer.
Whether Shihaoguo's Hengli Fu poetry Lang Xu Mao, or the Yuzhou General Cao Wu of the Dali Frontier Army, is a martial artist, both life and death are on horseback and on the battlefield.
The Middle-earth Confucian Temple is a secret place in Gongdelin.
A prisoner, sitting by the lake, made a nest with the lees and corn.
The man guards a fishing path, in order to disperse the bait and atomize it, so he throws and raises the rod again and again, all of which are empty.
Today came the boy again, Liu Cha never asked the other person's name, and didn't care about why a Confucian disciple who was in the lower five realms could come here.
Liu Cha didn't bother to explain anything. At first glance, the young man was an out-and-out layman.
The boy asked curiously: "I heard that to catch different fish, you need to use different fishing rods."
Liu Cha smiled and said, "The master has a pole, and the layman sets up a street stall."
The boy nodded, "It's what the master said when I hear it."
The barren world, dragging down the river.
Fei Fei began to retreat.
Then came a group of monks from outside.
It seemed that an appointment had been made. On the same day, I came to Yiluohe and came to see Bai Ze.
It's like a compelling "audience."
One of them was very eye-catching, youthful, thin, wearing an old fur, with two blushes on his cheeks, and he looked very lively and angry.
The young man's voice was crisp, and he said openly: "Master Bai, discuss something with you."
It turned out to be a girl who looked like a teenager.
Bai Ze smiled and said, "Talk about it."
She rarely showed a somewhat twisted look, and said: "I plan to take a trip to the vast world, and I will not take the initiative to cause trouble, but from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, whoever dares to stop, I will hack to death, and treat me as a wild world. I tried my best, but I couldn’t cut it, I was beaten, caught, and killed. I thought I was inferior. But if I went to a certain continent in the Haoran world, such as Aquarius, I wouldn’t It’s going to be messy... Anyway, that’s what I mean. Master Bai, you are so smart, you must know what I mean."
Bai Ze smiled and said, "Is it going to find him?"
She grinned, a smiling face, as bright as the sun.
Bai Ze said: "Then let's make an agreement. Whenever I fight with Li Sheng, you will find a chance to return to the wilderness. Therefore, you must find a way out for yourself in advance, even if you lose it. Half-life, you have to return to the barren world. Before that, I can say hello to the saints. You only need to make sure that you will not be an enemy to the barbarians in the future, nor do you want to go to the wild world. Presumably the problem is not big."
She was obviously surprised, "Really?!"
She just said it casually. After saying hello to Bai Ze, she was going to leave. She didn't expect Bai Ze to speak so well. It seemed that he called Master Bai respectfully, and definitely didn't shout in vain.
It's such a "girl", she is the most top-notch among the ancient monster clan swordsmanship, possessing a lot of road names, white scenery, chaotic halo, location, Yaoling...
Bai Ze smiled warmly and said softly: "It seems that I really like it."
"I'm not sure if I like it, but that guy avoids me and hasn't succeeded."
Bai Jing was a little embarrassed, "By the way, Master Bai, now my name is Xie Gou. This new name, how is it, is it a good fit?"
Bai Ze gave a hum and nodded: "I'm not good at naming."
Fortunately, Bai Jing said, the other ancient great monsters who woke up from their long sleep.
One by one, Dao Xin trembled, shocked, and their faces were not very good-looking.
A person who can make Jian Xiu Bai Jing reverently call "Master Bai", even if it is a scene, he must be qualified to make Bai Jing bow his head and subdue softly.
Bai Ze smiled and said: "If you guessed correctly, you, including Bai Jing, have discussed in advance to see if you can get together and make a covenant with me, such as persuading me to leave you alone. It's almost enough?"
Bai Jing laughed and said, "Master Bai, but now I regret it and stand on Master Bai's side. They are all named Bai, one family."
One by one, staring at Bai Jing, a traitor who turned his back on his head, this is a wild world.
"There is not a single fourteenth realm leader, just relying on the large number, on my side, it doesn't make much sense."
Bai Ze squinted his eyes and said, "It is reasonable and reasonable, not as an example."
Where did Bai Jing care about the life and death of the "allies", he just muttered happily, "Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo? The name was taken with sincerity."
Lin Zhengcheng was alone at the logging yard.
As a in the small town of the past, Lin Zhengcheng saw many things in his eyes, such as Zhu Lu, who always liked to complain about herself when she was a young girl. He is still kept in the dark and does not know his true origin.
She has always felt that the achievements of the group of peers back then, their birth and talent, luck and fate, accounted for a lot of factors, such as Yu Lu's status as a subjugated prince, and Chen Ping'an was because they met Ning Yao. Wei Bo, the master of the land of Qidunshan, was lucky enough to become a disciple of Wensheng's lineage, and only then had a series of chance experiences...
In fact, there is an idiom that is not widely circulated in the world of Qingming, called "Zhu Chen Zhihao". In addition, there is a relatively uncommon saying that Zhu and Chen's family will never contradict each other.
Because Zhu Lu is quite good in terms of her origin. It can even be said that among the younger generation in the town, as long as Ruan Xiu, Li Liu and Li Xisheng are not discussed, she is a well-deserved leader, even better than Xie Ling in Taoye Lane and Hu Feng from Xishi Shop are better, because Zhu Lu belongs to half of the "outsiders" of Lizhu Dongtian.
As for the chance, it was also given to her.
Before Lu Chen came here as a guest, he revealed more secrets to Lin Zhengcheng. It turns out that Zhu Lu's predecessor was from the ancient battlefield in the Qingming world, Youzhou Zhulu County.
Therefore, she is neither the heart is higher than the sky and the fate is thinner than the paper, nor is it the fate of a young lady.
Even her name has a lot of background. It is a bit similar to Li Baoping from Fulu Street to Baopingzhou, and the person who gave the name "Zhulu" comes from a certain Daoist in Bai Yujing. , Even Yu Dou is quite courteous women's crown.
Because she is Bai Yujing, or the protector of the town arranged by Lu Chen for the big brother.
Of course, it may be just "one". After all, there will be a secret protector next to Zhou Li, the Taoist priest. More, Lu Chen didn't say anything.
But even if it is only one of the three, Lu Chen’s respect for the master teacher is enough to see that Zhu Lu’s life and talents are so good that Lu Chen deliberately shielded the heavens for Zhu Lu who entered the Lizhu Cave a few years in advance. .
Lin Zhengcheng listened to the three palms teaching the gods and gods over there, and said with a heartbreak, "Zhu and Chen's family, Zhu Yuchen must be respectful."
Lin Zhengcheng understood the meaning of this sentence. Because Li Xisheng was supposed to be "Chen", Zhu Lu, as a key chess piece that Bai Yujing sent to Haoran at a high cost, also served as the guardian of "Li Xisheng" on the climbing path. Taoist, Zhu Lu's respect for Li Xisheng is the meaning of the question.
There is another sentence, "A man meets a boy with a friend, a man meets a woman with a marriage, and it is good to get married, and never deviate."
Lin Zhengcheng had strange eyes at the time. Lu Chen grinned and laughed at himself, making a mess of mandarin ducks. In the past, I didn't want to match the future young brother, Bai Yujing's four head teacher, Lalang.
Because Li Xisheng occupies part of the Chen family’s luck in the small town, the appearance of Zhu Lu was supposed to be both a debt repayment and a flower and fruit cause, similar to what the Buddhism said: fruit". To say that "Zhu meets Chen must be respectful", it was originally applicable to Zhu Lu and Chen Ping'an in Ni Ping Alley. In addition, if Zhu Lu can protect Li Baoping all the way to the Great Sui Dynasty, by the way, he will study at the Mountain Cliff Academy. In Baopingzhou, it will be a small merit. In the future, the Sanjiao Patriarch will go out and wait for her to return to her hometown of Qingming. , There must be another "reward" falling from the sky, in short, Bai Yujing will never let her go to a foreign land in vain.
If Zhu Lu's life journey could go to this point step by step, it could have been a good talk on the mountain.
It's just that the opportunity is available and can't be grasped, so he has to "not talk", and Lu Chen pretends that there is no such thing at all.
Just like the direct disciple of the Lingbao city Pang Ding, at the highest point of Bai Yujing, the young Taoist officials at that time showed a kind of tenacity and tenacity, but let Yu Dou and Lu Chengao take a look.
Sun Jiashu of the old dragon city missed a fortune that was equivalent to "the whole old dragon city". Sun Jiashu did not become depressed by this, but realized a valuable truth that "life is in the sky, and life is in oneself".
Lin Zhengcheng also didn't bother to talk around with Lu Chen, and directly asked the other party how to deal with Zhu Lu.
Do you just leave it alone to Zhu Lu, or plan to bring it back to the Qing Ming world one day?
Lu Chen answered the question but only said a vague remark.
There are many results in life, but there is no if.
Lin Zhengcheng asked, "Master Lu didn't plan to tell her the truth?"
Lu Chen shook his head, "Let's talk about it later, it won't help to tell the truth now. Once things are looked at in the long run, right and wrong, good or bad, right and wrong, it will be a mess."
Lin Zhengcheng wondered: "Since Zhu Lu is so important, why should Master Lu let her go and watch Zhu Lu head towards a fork in the road that does not match expectations?"
When the secret letter sent by Li Baozhen to Zhu Lu was a critical turning point.
There was no precaution before it happened. During those years when Lu Chen set up a stall, he had never met Zhu Lu. It seemed that he deliberately did not examine Zhu Lu’s character, not to carve a piece of dusty jade, and Lu Chen did not have anything in the storm in Red Candle Town. Measures to remedy the situation.
According to Lu Chen's Taoism, it is not impossible to calculate, just talk about Zhu Lu's martial arts, if Lu Chen wants to give some pointers, Zhu Lu's first three martial arts would never be so bumpy.
Because according to the national master Cui Yang's guess, one of the top ten martial arts masters in the Qingming world, a clone of Lu Chen, will inevitably occupy a place.
"It's just a fork in the road that is not in line with the original intention of the poor road, but it may be the right path for Zhu Lu in this life. How should such a thing and this principle be counted?"
Lu Chen smiled and said: "A person who cultivates the Tao, how many times he has come to this world, whether he is resuscitated or not, in the final analysis, he still has to blame himself, and he needs to ask for more blessings."
It seems that looking forward ten thousand years is inevitable. It seems that ten thousand years later, it is all accidental.
The reason can be the Spring Festival couplets and the word blessing that are changed every year, a spring breeze and drizzle that comes and goes quietly, the winter snow that will always melt away, the water that is gone forever, and another seam patch. The old house in Nian is a new house that seems to be demolished and rebuilt, but still retains the foundation.
It can also be the small towns and alleys of Lizhu Cave. If you like the gateway, you will visit the door, the house where you have quarreled and quarreled, and you will detour if you don't like it. It’s the grain shop, cloth shop, wine shop, funeral shop, and wedding shop, the bluestone slabs of Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, or the Huangni Road of Xinghua Lane. It can even be chicken dung on the table, the dog dung on the corner of the house, a dusty wine glass, the dripping traces in the alley year after year, a pair of people who are too lazy to clean it every time they eat. The green bamboo chopsticks that I wiped under my armpit...
But the truth will only be the scorching sun that exposes the backs of the poor in the summer. It is the burning sight of everyone when they look up at the sun. There are thousands of reasons and thousands of reasons for you, whether you understand the truth or not, you have to bear it.
There is a vernacular in the small town, which is often spoken by older people, who cannot see clearly and is deaf. He is already a bodhisattva.
On the surface, this is a sentence full of self-deprecating words. People are about to die, and they are about to be wood. It is almost like a clay sculpture and wood carving of the Bodhisattva.
But if you look deeper, this is a very meaningful statement, but when the old saying is passed on for too long, it is too passed on from generation to generation, young people are no longer serious, even if they have heard it, even the old people who say such things , It's just a joke that is slightly sad or completely open.
I am afraid that the disappearance of a local dialect is the death of a hometown, just like the death of an old man.
At the entrance of a dragon kiln in the small town in the past, there was a master who was always clean after work, and an apprentice kiln worker who was next to charcoal, clay and kiln fire all year round.
Then at the head of the Great Wall of Jianqi, a gentleman and two students.
Mr. Drinking took the lead in talking, and two proud students, Cui Dongshan and Cao Sunny, sang a harmony.
"The bead in the clothes of the poor boy is a good one."
"I will not seek for myself, but count other treasures. Counting other treasures will be useless. Please listen to me."
"The dirt is not stained, it is self-evident, and you can't help but grow up from the heart, and you will sound like a lion when you speak."
The lions cried in Mud Bottle Alley.