Sword comes

Chapter 866

In the downcast mountains.

The weather is cool, and in the yard of a house, there is almost no place to stay. There are large bamboo sieves without eyes, and large wicker dustpans, all of which are full of dried red peppers, which are bright red.

In the corridor under the eaves, Zhu Lian was lying on a reclining chair, closing his eyes and resting his mind, gently shaking his cattail fan.

Cen Yuanji finished walking along the mountain path today, so he came here to sit for a while.

She likes to chat with old Mr. Zhu, not only because Zhu Lian took her up the mountain and led her on the road of martial arts, but also on Luopo mountain, Cen Yuanji also regarded Mr. Zhu as his only relative and elder.

The old man would often persuade her to go down the mountain more, go back to the home in Zhoucheng to see her parents, and said that even if she was urged to marry, she should not be impatient, let alone regard Luopo Mountain as a quiet place to hide,

There are some things that cannot be avoided. Even if you can avoid the troubles of the moment, you cannot avoid the regrets in the future.

The most futile thing in life is nothing more than a matter of regret.The wanderer in a foreign land is the wandering kite.Only the thoughts in the heart become the thread.If a person has no nostalgia for his family and hometown, he really becomes a paper kite with a broken thread.Then all the joys and sorrows are from the original

On the grass, the withering and prosperity are involuntarily controlled by the sky.The old man also said that Cen Yuanji was lucky, he was so close to his hometown, and it was actually only a few steps to go home, but there are also worries about being close.

The reason why Cen Yuanji likes to talk heart-to-heart with Mr. Zhu is probably because the old man speaks with reason and never puts his elders on airs, and he must listen to the truth immediately.

Zhu Lian asked with a smile, "Yuanji, how many punches have you accumulated over the years?"

Cen Yuanji replied: "As of the beginning of spring this year, when we reached 200 million punches, we won't count them later."

Zhu Lian asked again: "Why didn't you count it? Did you find it boring to memorize it, or did you suddenly forget it one day, and then you didn't bother to count it?"

Cen Yuanji said honestly: "Deliberately remember this, it is easy to be distracted when practicing boxing. It seems that practicing boxing is just for a number."

Zhu Lian nodded, "Very good. Young master once told me in private that when Miss Cen doesn't deliberately remember the number of punches, it will be the time when boxing skills come into the room."

Cen Yuanji said: "Shanzhu's boxing talent is indeed much better than mine."

She had to pinch her nose to admit it.

Zhu Lian asked: "What else?"

Cen Yuanji honestly shook his head and said, "Not anymore."

Zhu Lian laughed and said: "People, they all like people they like and hate people they hate."

It's a mouthful.

But Cen Yuanji is not stupid, she can understand.

Cen Yuanji explained: "I don't hate Chen Shanzhu, he is very nice, but the first impression back then was a little bit bad, and I really couldn't like it. Later on the mountain, I didn't pay much attention to Shanzhu, in fact, I didn't like him. I know what to say when we meet."

"Understood." Zhu Lian nodded, "Yuanji, to be honest, the young master has always been very optimistic about your boxing skills. If you didn't know that you would not agree, I was worried that you would think more about it. , the young master will accept you as his direct disciple, um, just like that Zhao Shuxia. The young master’s optimism is not that he thinks that you or Zhao Shuxia will have high martial arts achievements in the future, but just that he is on the mountain of despair. There are two types of martial arts, one is in the boxing method and the other is in the heart. The former focuses on the upper body and the body

Comprehension of boxing principles and mastery of boxing techniques are extremely fast, while the latter is relatively unremarkable, persevering, and does not care about other people's opinions and sights. "

Cen Yuanji was a little surprised, and hummed lightly, "The owner of the mountain has a good idea."

Cen Yuanji sat behind the bamboo chair beside the corridor, and the cattail fan in Zhu Lian's hand shook a little more.

With a smile on his face, Zhu Lian murmured: "The post willows are yellow, the brook is green, and people are like green hills and their hearts are like water. The green hills stand upright like strings, and there are still ins and outs. Life is isolated and absent-minded, how hurtful it is."

Cen Yuanji felt a little sad just listening to it.

Zhu Lian turned around and said with a smile, "Yuan Bao likes Cao Qinglang, right?"

Cen Yuanji suppressed a smile, nodded and said, "She likes Cao Qinglang very much, but she just doesn't know how to say it. Anyway, every time Cao Qinglang is at the door looking at the door and flipping through books, Yuan Bao will deliberately quicken his pace and turn around in a hurry to climb the mountain to practice boxing."

Zhu Lian continued: "Then that kid Yuan Lai secretly likes you, did you secretly know?"

Cen Yuanji blushed slightly, "I know, I know, but I don't like him."

Zhu Lian put down his cattail fan, and said softly: "It's hard for those who watch the sea, and it's hard for those who are infatuated."

"The pain and joy of love between a man and a woman is nothing more than the fact that the person you love becomes the person you remember, or the person you love becomes the person next to you."

On Cen Yuanji's side, even if the words are the same, they have very different meanings when they are spoken by Mr. Zhu and Zheng Dafeng.

One is a kind old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life, and the other is an obscene child who can't control his eyes. Fortunately, Zheng Dafeng is still kind and courageous, and never messes with her.

Cen Yuanji said suddenly: "The owner of the mountain has gone on a long journey again."

Zhu Lian hummed, and said slowly: "When one is busy, the world can be free."

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There are more and more shopkeepers working in the two shops in Qilong Lane.

Shi Rou, the acting shopkeeper of the New Year's Eve shop, Zhou Junchen, nicknamed Ah Man, recently had an extra white-haired boy named Konghou.The acting shopkeeper of the Caotou shop next door, Jia Sheng, a blind old Taoist priest, is an old immortal in the Longmen Realm.Except for a pair of master and apprentice, Zhao Denggao and Tian Jiu'er.Another girl named Cui Huasheng came, claiming to be Cui Dongshan's younger sister, almost made Chen Lingjun laugh to death

.

Chen Lingjun finished chatting with Brother Bai at the booth today, then wandered all the way to the town, walked into the New Year's Eve shop swaggeringly, and greeted with a big smile, "Sister Konghou!"

Kong Hou, who was nicknamed "Old Sister" by Chen Lingjun, was the childish-looking Taoist companion of Wu Shuangjiang, who had ascended to the heavenly realm and turned into a heavenly demon.

For the time being, the white-haired boy is still a disciple of the outer school handyman in Luobashan, helping out in the shop here.

It took a pseudonym for itself, and it was called Konghou.

But Chen Lingjun didn't know what kind of realm this poor young white-haired little winter melon was in, what kind of background he had, and who was his backer.

All I know is that it was a little girl's film that my master picked up on the road of travel. Chen Lingjun had his own little plan. When Pei Qian and Xiaomi Mili were brought back to the town by the master, they didn't have much realm.

At this moment, the white-haired boy turned his back to Chen Lingjun, gnawed on a piece of pastry in his mouth, took two pieces in each hand, and stared at a large piece of cake with his eyes.

Busy now.

There was no time to talk to the bluffing kid in Tsing Yi.Ah Man looked at the white-haired boy who was only a little better than guarding and stealing. The child was quite resentful, and he was no longer a little dumb. Salary, when will the hole be filled, Shan

The master is just rich but not arrogant, and he likes to come here to check the accounts every now and then. In the end, it's not that our shopkeeper is difficult to be a man. "

Ah Mo was still furious, "There is still a noise when splashing water, but eating without making a sound is considered a skill."

Sister Shi Rou worked from dawn to dusk every day, and managed to earn some money. Originally, it could have been turned into a lot of scraps of silver, but in the end, a heartless person came, and it became a debt figure on the account book.Besides, this little girl seems to have a brain problem. She often walks around in circles by herself in the backyard, raising her arms and shouting again and again, shouting something like "The ancestor of the hidden official, powerful in the world, martial arts are world-class", "The ancestor of the hidden official, Handsome and unparalleled, swordsmanship is invincible"...

...

A Man has long wanted to take her to see the doctor.

The white-haired boy heard the little mute's complaint, instead of turning a deaf ear to it, he deliberately shook his head.

A Man was so angry that he wanted to talk to her.If it weren't for the movie about her being a little girl, punching her down... I would have to pay for the medicine again.

Shi Rou smiled and said, "They're all my own people, why care about these things." When Chen Lingjun heard this little mute, he dared to make irresponsible remarks to his master. He was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and stared, "Zhou Junchen, be careful what you say. Ah, I know your master, I have been with her all my life, and your master knows all the butchers in the town,

You weigh yourself. "

Ah Man said, "You know my master? I also know my master's master. What happened to my words, are you here to hit me?"

Among other things, there is one thing about Luopo Mountain that is the best, and it doesn't matter what kind of realm it is.

Shi Rou touched the child's head and said softly: "The whole family is not allowed to speak angry words."

In fact, Shi Rou is not afraid of anyone up and down Luopo Mountain, but Cui Dongshan is the only one who is afraid. He really can say all kinds of strange and hurtful words, such as... walking a bird.

But that is the old calendar that I can't bear to look back on. These years have been much better, especially as long as the mountain master is here in his hometown, Cui Dongshan usually smiles at everyone.

Cui Dongshan brought back his younger sister Cui Huasheng last time, and gave Shi Rou a sandalwood comb, with the three-character inscription, Thinking of Beauty.Aman stepped on a small bench, lay down on the counter, stretched out a hand with a straight face, and said to Chen Lingjun: "Don't lie to me, help her pay off the debt if you have the ability, and then take as much as you like. I'm going to do it myself, I don't think it tastes good, why?

You can scold me whatever you want. "

Chen Lingjun raised his sleeves, "Damn it, Uncle Chen's life has been full of ups and downs, ups and downs, and several baskets can't be filled, so he doesn't care to talk about it, but he never stumbled on money. Tell me, how much money?! "

The white-haired boy turned his head, his cheeks puffed up, and said vaguely: "Don't, just owe it, it's not that you don't want to pay it back. It's better to owe money than to owe favor."

Chen Lingjun came to the side of the white-haired boy. If the big white goose hadn't revealed the secret, he wouldn't have been able to see that it was a little girl.

The little girl wasn't named that way before, Zhilan.

Then Chen Lingjun was not happy, and after a lot of talk, she was asked to change her name to Konghou.

"Old girl, listen to Big Brother Chen's persuasion, the little girl's family name, it's best not to have cursive characters."

In the past, when the palace was removed at the age of the year, the female official was natural, and her Taoist name was Fengshou.

Her most beloved thing is a konghou, with a dragon body and a phoenix shape, with gold tassels and emerald green algae.

The white-haired boy's cheeks were bulging, and he said vaguely: "Don't be an old girl, it's very ugly, change the word quickly."

Chen Lingdu wondered: "But you don't have any handles. Let me call you brother, but I really can't say it."

The white-haired boy said angrily, "Go aside."

Chen Lingjun had no choice but to go to the shop next door to find Brother Jia for a drink.

Old brother Jia is full of the principles of the world, and it can be said that those who follow the trend will only spread it on the face.

Since ancient times, people are busy, so they need to sneak in.He also said that he used to be a suave and handsome man, but it was a pity that he had a wandering career in the early years.

Isn't this much more elegant than those aunts and bachelors' chattering in the village?

Hello, two brothers, one knows the family and the other knows the way, and soon set up a wine bureau, sat and drank, today Chen Lingjun brought two jars of good wine, Jia Laoxian took a sip and trembled, good wine, good wine .

Chen Lingjun sat cross-legged on the bench, giggled and said, "I shiver after drinking and drinking water."

The old fairy wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, "Three is right."

One old and one young laughed and drank and drank.

Jia Sheng came from a small country under the vassal state in the central part, a place called Bozhou. He said that his hometown has been a wine town since ancient times, and sparrows can drink two taels.

So much so that even the little mute next door has learned to swear, he is not as good as a Bozhou sparrow.

Chen Lingjun frowned suddenly, put down his wine bowl, and said in his heart: "There are a few people with good skills in Qilong Lane. Brother Jia, you go to the backyard first. If you are sure it is not causing trouble, you come out to entertain guests."

The blind old Taoist smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, let me meet for a while..."

Chen Lingjun said: "At least three Nascent Soul realms."

The old Taoist got up immediately, "I'll take Jiu'er and Peanut to the backyard to stay, and then secretly inform Zhang Lv."

Chen Lingjun nodded, put on his boots, walked to the door of the shop alone, and reminded Shi Rou to take it easy, take care of Konghou and Ah Man, and no matter what happens next, don't stand out.

The three guests, two men and one woman, were all unfamiliar faces.

A young man with a refined demeanor.A stocky man with an old-fashioned appearance was carrying a heavy cotton package across his shoulders.

There is also a tall woman, not a beauty, but a heroic figure, with a long knife with a poplar handle hanging from her waist.

The three of them walked down from the top of the Dragon Riding Alley, and the woman said in her heart: "This place is indeed rich in water transport and full of dragon energy, which is unusual. No wonder Master stayed here in the first place."

In the territory of Longzhou, in addition to the extremely high-ranking Tiefu River, there is also the confluence of the three rivers of Okinawa, Yuye and Xiuhua in Hongzhu Town.

It's just that Yang Hua, the water god of Tiefu River, has now moved to the Dadu to take up his post.

The young man smiled and said, "Friend Lingjun."

Chen Lingjun asked suspiciously, "You are?"

The young man wiped his face with his hand, removing the blindfold, revealing his "true face" in the small town.

Chen Lingjun smiled and said, "So it's Old Master Chen, long time no see."

I know each other, but I haven't had much contact with each other.The other party earlier served as a teacher for a period of time in the school opened by the Chen family in Longweixi. I heard that he was an old alcoholic who was addicted to alcohol, and soon went out for a long journey.Because the reputation is not obvious, the ability to teach is also sloppy, and there is no one in the school.

care.Because Pei Qian went to a school when he was young, Chen Lingjun was worried, so he sneaked over there and squatted on the wall, looked at the old master for a few times, it seemed that his name was Chen Zhenrong, and heard from the big white goose that this old gentleman from a foreign country came from Nanbasuozhou, and he was with the saint. Ruan Qiong

Good relationship.

Two people beside the old master began to introduce themselves. The man called himself Luoshan Muke, and his Taoist name was turpentine.

The woman smiled sincerely and said frankly, "My name is Qin Buyi, a native of Zhongtu Youyun County."

Chen Lingjun's brain hurts when he heard it, what kind of wooden guest and what kind of vagueness made Uncle Chen completely confused, didn't he?It's good that the master is here, I can't talk at all.

With an idea, Chen Lingjun shouted: "Brother Jia, there are some distinguished guests from the shop."

The blind old Taoist rushed out immediately, and was hospitable to the guests. There happened to be a wine table, and Old Immortal Jia and Chen Lingjun sat on the same bench.Except for that Luoyang wooden guest who is not good at words, he drank a lot of alcohol, the rest of the old master Chen and Qin Buyi are both straightforward people, they speak freely, and say whatever they want. Soon his mind was settled, it turned out that the dull man with the Taoist name Pine Resin just traveled here and planned to go to the Baozhai of Niujiao Mountain, and that Qin Buyi heard that there are many pure warriors on Luopo Mountain, and there is a martial artist. Commenting on the master is not about asking for advice.

She came here, she was very interested, to see if she could go for a walk on the mountain.Immortal Jia said that it was not difficult, but he had to say hello to Luopo Mountain in advance, and by the way praised his own mountain, which was beautiful and lush.The weathering is extremely beautiful, and Confucianism is extremely prosperous.I don't dare to say the last word, lest there be a prince who sells melons

Suspicion.

Qin Buyi asked with a smile: "Master Jia, I dare to ask you, the mountain master, who you are."

Jia Sheng took a sip of his wine and said with a smile: "Speaking of our mountain lord, that poor man is very humble. Xun Xun is gentle and kind, and he is fair and harmonious."

The old master whose real name is actually Chen Rong laughed dumbfounded.

This can be regarded as an unattainable compliment.

Qin Buyi asked with a smile: "Master Jia admires Mr. Nanfeng?"

Chen Lingjun was at a loss.Jia Sheng put down the wine bowl, stroked his beard and smiled, "Well, it's actually my Shanzhu who likes Old Master Zeng's articles very much. He often persuades me to read more, especially Mr. Nanfeng's prose, which is full of eloquence. Daolai, rigorous and elegant

At first glance, it seems that the mountain is not dewy, but in fact it has endless aftertaste. "

Qin Buyi smiled and said: "I never thought that your Chen Shanzhu would only love Mr. Nanfeng's articles. It's really a surprise."

Compared with Bai Ye, Su Zi and Liu Qi, Master Zeng's prose is indeed not so well-known all over the world.Immortal Jia immediately explained with a smile: "It's not considered 'dudu', it's just relatively speaking. My Shanzhu, who studies together, actually admires the phrase 'opening a book is beneficial' the most. Shanzhu once joked with me that only Because my family was poor when I was young, I couldn't go to school

Studying, so on the way to practice later, I often traveled far away from home, just to make up for that study debt. "

Qin Buyi and the man who claimed to be a Luoshan wood guest looked at each other and smiled.

It was a very happy banquet. Chen Rong, who was born in the Chen Confucian family of Nanba Suozhou, took two friends to find an inn to settle down first, and waited for the news from Luoba Mountain.

Whenever Chen Lingjun saw a stranger, he would feel apprehensive.

Fortunately, there is also the most reliable old brother Jia, who is worthy of seeing everyone outside the wine table.

In the early years, Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang passed by Qilong Lane, and sat here for a while, when Brother Jia met Wei Xian, he was frightened, but Pei Qian told him that it was a big joke. Wei Xian's so-called "massive capacity" is exactly what kind of alcohol capacity.

All the way to the end of Qilong Lane, when returning to the shop, Chen Lingjun jumped up and patted Brother Jia on the shoulder, "We had a good chat."

Old Immortal Jia caressed his beard and smiled, "If you're not modest about dealing with people, you can't say that you have half of the mountain master's skill, but two or three percent is still possible."

Zhang Lu Changshou, who was dressed in a snow-white robe, walked slowly down the steps of Qilong Lane, and stopped at the door, with a smile on her face.

This girl squints and smiles all year round, but no one really thinks she is easy to talk to, even the fearless Ah Man in the shop next door, when she meets Changshou, she stops cooking and behaves obediently as a little mute.Unexpectedly, the smile on Changshou's face today reveals sincerity.The flattered Old Immortal Jia did not dare to get carried away with complacency, and immediately bowed his head and turned towards the door, shaking his hands a few times, then slid one step and then turned sideways, spread out

Opening his hand, he smiled brightly and said: "Please come from Zhanglu, please from inside."

Chang Ming leaned against the door, nodded to the blind old Taoist, and said to Chen Lingjun, "Most of these people are here for you."

As if struck by lightning, Chen Lingjun stomped his feet, threw his sleeves hard, and wailed, "What kind of evil have you suffered! You can't, my uncle has provoked someone. He is kind to others every day, and ants on the side of the road dare not step on it."

Ah Man, who was sitting at the door of the shop next door, stood up, came here, folded his arms around his chest, and asked, "Do you want me to tell Pei Qian?"

Chen Lingjun's eyes rolled sharply, looking for Pei Qian, it worked, but the problem was that Pei Qian liked to keep accounts the most.

You can't be too arrogant, can you?

Changshou ate melon seeds and said with a smile: "If someone comes towards you, can't it be a good thing?"

Chen Lingjun coughed and waved at Na Mo, "Go, go, children, don't meddle in the affairs of adults."

Ah Man pursed his lips, turned around and left.

Chen Lingjun added, "I accepted it kindly, next time I go to my Brother Li Jin's shop to buy books, just report my name."

Reporting his name is of course useless.After all, there is no discount for reporting the name of your master.

But he could sneak a trip to Red Candle Town, advance the book money first, and pretend it was an advance payment to the bookstore, and then let Li Jin pretend to be a discount when the little dumb boy went to buy books with a sack.

This kind of trivial matter, you, Okinawa River God, shouldn't make things difficult for you, right?

If you really don't give this little face, how can you mess around?ah?Do you want Uncle Chen to teach you?

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Dali Capital City, Tongtuofang.

An old man in old clothes squatted in an alley, just finished playing a game of chess with someone.

The opponent is playing wild chess to make money, and the old man is like a God of Wealth giving away money.

The next game of Go takes too long, so the alley is almost full of chess, some of them play chess with real skills to win money, and more of them play tricky chess games to trick people.

The old man stood up, kneaded his wrists, jumped up and down twice, and muttered that I should get serious next time.

Angry, not to mention losing money, but also being called a stinky chess basket by a few old men who like to point out the country.

The one who squatted there and won a lot of money was a young man with a sly smile and a sly smile. He was short and a little crooked. At this moment, the man was only worried that the poor old man didn't have enough money in his pocket.

The old man squatted down again and took a deep breath, but after a game, he had to pay again.

This old gentleman's chess quality is really... hard to describe in words, the ability to regret chess is better than playing chess.

Almost every three or five steps, I would yell to let me regret it.Ugh?Why is it misplaced? I'm getting old, but my eyesight doesn't help.

Later, young men got used to it. As long as the old gentleman looked up, he knew he needed to discuss it.Anyway, it's simple, no regrets, no discussion.

Fortunately, when I gave the money, I was quite happy, and I was willing to gamble and admit defeat. The chess skill is poor, the chess quality is low, and the gambling quality is not bad.

The old man still seemed a little unconvinced, "If my student is here, I can't lose custody."

The young man smiled and said, "The old man can just call the students, and the bet can still go up."

The old gentleman pulled his beard and sighed: "Isn't it impossible to shout?"

The young man joked casually: "The old man is still a teacher who is full of peaches and plums?"

It looks very poor, an old and shriveled money bag made of cotton cloth is getting thinner and thinner now, and it must not hold a few grains of silver after digging out the copper coins.

The old gentleman smiled and said, "There are not many students, but all of them have become talents. The blue is better than the blue."

The young man asked with a smile: "Among the old gentleman's favorite students, is it possible that there have been Jinshi and Juren masters?"

What a tricky question.

The old scholar was dumbfounded for a while.

There are two generations of master and apprentice, but the matter of imperial examination fame is really the only weakness.

It seems that apart from having a reputation as a scholar, there is no future.

Fortunately, among the disciples who passed on, there was Cao Qinglang, a good seedling, very fortunately.

Seeing that the old gentleman shook his head.

The hotness and hope in the man's eyes are fleeting.

I thought I met some old man in the officialdom of Dali who was like a wild crane.The man who won money playing chess was so easy to win money that when the old man regretted or hesitated to make a move, the young man leaned his back against the wall and took out a well-engraved book from his arms. Flip a few pages of books to pass the time

, In fact, the content has already been memorized by heart.

The old scholar smiled and asked: "My brother is the candidate who went to Beijing to catch the exam?" The man shook his head. Side, I barely count as half of the locals in the capital. Originally, such a small way, it is enough to spend money, but I owe you a lot.

, I bought two more rare books, so I had no choice but to come here to set up a stall to play chess, otherwise, if I have no relatives and no reason in the capital, I will not be able to survive the rural examination. "

The old scholar said: "Inscription on Guibang, drinking wine and deer crowing banquet, it's all right."

"How can you see it? Could it be that the old man can still read faces?"

"Looking at the physiognomy, it will be so lost, but it's just that the sages have a saying, and the ancients have nothing, and the scholars don't know the way."

The man froze for a moment, then laughed, and waved the sage book in his hand, "It's reasonable, it's reasonable, I never thought that the old man is still a fellow."

The old scholar stroked his beard and smiled, "Extremely extremely, I never thought that young people have such sophisticated eyesight."

The man rolled up the book and shook his fists, "No matter what, I'll give the old man a good word. As long as I can pass the township test, I'll buy the old man a drink."

The old scholar smiled and said nothing.The man put away the book and put it in his sleeve. Seeing that the old gentleman was still looking at him with a smile, he could only slap his head and suddenly said: "I almost forgot to tell the old gentleman. My name is Lu Lingchang. On the day when the list is announced, if you win the Juren, I'll come here to set up a stall and wait for the old man

Sir, if you fail, you will go straight home. "

"It's brave."

The old scholar nodded, "Brother Lu, allow me to say a few more words, good and evil appearances are not a rule of good or bad, and one needs to avoid arrogance."

Lu Lingchang smiled and nodded in agreement, but he didn't take it seriously.Wait for Lao Tzu to pass the Juren examination before taking the Jinshi examination, and then talk about the matching of talents and virtues when he becomes an official in the future.

The old scholar got up to say goodbye and left. Lu Lingchang squatted on the ground. When the old gentleman turned his head after walking a few steps, the man smiled and waved goodbye.

The old scholar sighed, put his hands behind his back, and walked away.

The north wind blows miasma, and the south wind makes the sound of death.This life is difficult and rough, worrying about my teacher.

I am old and lazy when I don't understand things, and I have one or ten leftovers in my studies.The water and land are icy, the sky is frozen and the clouds are frozen. When you see plum blossoms, your eyes are clear.

The old scholar is very popular with poetry, and he only thinks that good poems are good poems. Even if Bai Ye's brother is here, he must resist the urge to praise the audience.

On the other side of the alley where the Renyun Yiyun Building is located, Li Xisheng accompanied the book boy Cui Ci to tour Dali Capital together.

After Li Xisheng returned to Beiju Luzhou from Zhongtu Shenzhou, he continued his study in that small vassal country. An old master suddenly came to visit him. Later, on his way south, Li Xisheng happened to meet a young Taoist priest and an old temple master.

In fact, this reunion was a bit embarrassing for Li Xisheng.

The old master of the Taoist temple in the East China Sea is very happy.

Now Li Xisheng, who is a great Confucian scholar, meets his master Daozu again. Is it the Taoist Jishou, or the Confucianist salute?

As a result, Li Xisheng had a fight with Daozu first, then took a step back and bowed in salute.

Afterwards, Li Xisheng brought Cui Ci to the capital, mainly because there was too much movement in this place before, and Li Xisheng was far away in Luzhou, Beiju, so he felt it.

The Great Li Iron Cavalry is invincible.

The world shakes but people don't worry.

At the entrance of the alley, Liu Jia saw the handsome man in Confucian shirt standing outside the alley, and then moved towards the alley.

The old monk immediately glanced at his disciple.

The boy answered with his eyes, what are you doing.

Seeing that he was not enlightened, the old monk could only ask in his heart: "Should we stop him?"

Zhao Duanming said in his heart, "Anyway, I don't know him."

"Are you sure? Don't look again?"

"Master, I really don't know."

"There are so many hanging statues of saints and sages in the Confucian Temple, you boy, think about it carefully and show a little insight that a child of the Zhao family in Tianshui should have."

"Master, are you annoying? I really don't know him, he doesn't look familiar at all!"

"Duanming, you swear."

"Master, it's almost enough, otherwise our master-student relationship will really fade."

Liu Jia felt relieved, showed his figure, and asked, "Who is it?"

Li Xisheng smiled and said, "My name is Li Xisheng, and my hometown is Huaihuang County, Dalilong Prefecture."

Liu Jia said kindly, "That means I'm from the same hometown as Chen Ping'an. I'm sorry, but we have to stop here."

In fact, a tall old Taoist priest came before, accompanied by a young Taoist boy who was probably an apprentice.

I also showed up here, stopped outside the alley, the old and the young stood side by side, and looked into the alley for a few times.

Of course he was stopped by Liu Jia, who was sneaky and outrageous.

Since you are a member of the Taoist sect, what is your responsibility?

Besides, those two Taoist priests didn't have the Taoist robes of Bai Yujing's Sanmai Taoist sect.

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In Chen Nuanshu's house, a calendar and a large form are hung on the wall.

There is also a booklet, one booklet a year, every New Year's Eve, it will be bound into a volume, 350 six pages, one page a day.

Every day I keep accounts, and Nuanshu also records some interesting trivial things that I hear and see.

Therefore, on Lupo Mountain, the account books with the thickest and most volumes are Nuanshu, not Peiqian, and naturally they are not just rice grains that only record the expenses of every melon seed.In addition to sweeping the courtyard every day, I also need to take care of the flowers and plants, and classify more and more books on the mountain. When I have books, I have to choose a day to dry them.Help Mr. Zhu go to the bamboo forest on the top of his home to find old bamboo, and carve some bamboo carvings to make offerings.Picking seasonal wild vegetables, she also needs to make her own wine, pickle vegetables and bacon to dry ham, and a few roads for patrolling the mountains with millet grains also need to be taken care of to prevent weeds from overgrown.At the end of the year, in addition to cutting window grilles, Mr. Zhu or Mr. Zhong should be invited to write Spring Festival couplets.

Rice grains paste Spring Festival couplets together.In addition, we must pay homage to Lord Stove and send off the god of poverty.There are so many vassal hilltops, and there are often construction and maintenance tasks, so she needs to hang the saber amulet, go out against the wind, get down at the foot of the mountain, and climb the mountain to deliver some tea and snacks to the craftsmen.During the festivals and festivals, the mountain looks like the back of a crocodile, and Yidai Peak. In fact, there was Master Ruan’s Longquan Sword Sect earlier, so I must go there. There are also many neighbors in the small town at the foot of the mountain. Old people need to visit from time to time.I also need to learn bookkeeping from Mr. Wei.Scheduled

Shan went to Longzhou to purchase.

On the other side of the master's Niping Lane, apart from cleaning the ancestral house, there are two families next door, although no one lives there.But the roof and mud walls also need to be paid attention to, and they can be repaired if they can be repaired.Because there are more and more people in Luoposhan, and because of the household registration, they need to deal with the county government frequently. For example, recently, Kong Hou from the Lucky Shop in Qilong Lane, and Cui Huasheng from the Caotou Shop, Nuan Shu was worried about Huaihuang County at first. On the other side of the yamen's house, if she felt that she was a girl and her work was not reliable, she would call Mr. Zhu to go down the mountain together. Later, Yumi Jianxian also helped out and took the initiative to go to the county town with her.But now there is no need, Hufang is very familiar with her.a once

Those who used to only need to be called Uncle Song are now called Grandpa Song.As for how many years have passed, she hasn't grown any taller, and at the county government, it seems that she is not surprised, and she doesn't talk about it.All kinds of strange stones searched from the hills of so many vassals in my family are made into bonsai decorations. Painting scrolls of landscapes, flowers and birds, and ladies should not be piled up randomly, or they will be vulgar. You must also consider how to match porcelain, such as vases for growing flowers. Tibetan bronze goblet, followed by porcelain blue

Several kinds of official porcelain that are as heavenly as the sky, delicate and moist.Every house on the mountain needs to place different styles of four treasures of the study, wardrobe bookshelves, screen murals, and plant different flowers and plants according to the different preferences of the owner.So Nuan Shu built a flower shed by himself.

When the old man and Mrs. Zhong asked for advice, she would also look through the books by herself, so her bookshelves were full of such books.

Even if there are more and more people, there are more and more things.Inside and outside the mountains, it was still kept clean and orderly by a little girl in a pink skirt.

In addition, Nuan Shu knew almost everything that happened on Luopo Mountain, no matter how big or small.

Of course, Mi Li will often help, carrying a golden pole on his shoulders, and holding a trekking stick in his hand.

Mi Yu was wandering around the mountain today, and found that Nuan Shu was rarely idle, sitting at the stone table by the cliff in a daze.

Mi Yu walked over and asked with a smile, "Nuan Shu, how long have you been here?"

Nuan Shu hurriedly stood up and bestowed a blessing on Mi Jianxian. After sitting down, she smiled and said, "It's not yet 30 years."

Mi Yu ate melon seeds and asked softly, "Don't you feel bored?"

For more than 20 years, I have been so busy every day, the key is the trivial affairs year after year, and there seems to be no end.Even if he is an idler, no matter how much he likes to stay in Luoba Mountain to eat and wait to die, he occasionally wants to go down the mountain to relax, and travel quietly to and fro with his sword, such as going to the mountains and rivers of Huang Tingguo during the day to enjoy the scenery, and at night Just go to Red Candle Town

Take a flower boat ride, and you can also go to Piyun Mountain to find Wei Shanjun to drink and enjoy the moon.

Nuan Shu shook her head, "No way."

Mi Yu asked, "Aren't you tired?"

Nuan Shu smiled and said, "I will rest."

Originally, he wanted to say that he was half a cultivator, but when he thought of his own realm, Nuan Shu didn't have the nerve to speak.

Mi Yu was speechless.

A few years ago, there was an old-fashioned boy in Tsing Yi, a ghostly Heitan girl, and a lively and lovely millet...

Now, there are Baixuan and Konghou who set up a table in the roadside kiosk.

Only Chen Nuanshu, a girl in a pink skirt, probably because of her gentle temperament, relatively speaking, has never attracted much attention.

In fact, just as Chen Lingjun boasted to Jia Laoxian, he was the earliest servant of the dragon, the oldest senior and the least arrogant senior in Luoluoshan,

Before Pei Qian recognizes Master and Big White Goose recognizes Mr. Dafeng, it is true that Brother Dafeng is a local, but he went up the mountain late.If you really want to rank seniority, you can't rely on it?

Besides, who else will accompany the master to stay overnight at the ancestral house in Niping Lane?Stand up if you have the ability, I, Chen Lingjun, will kowtow to him a few times.

Since it was true for Chen Lingjun, then of course Nuanshu was too.

Mi Yu suddenly said: "If anyone bullies you in the future, come to me."

It's just that as soon as the words were spoken, Mi Yu felt that he had said something nonsense.

Where is it his turn to make a move.

If someone really dared to bully Nuan Shu, even if the other party was an Ascension Realm, he would die, and there was no suspense.

So Mi Yu quickly changed his tune: "For example, if that Chen Lingjun said something stupid again, I'll teach him a lesson for you."

Nuan Shu frowned, waved her hand, "No, no."

A boy in Tsing Yi with big sleeves fluttering laughed and said, "Hey, Yu Dajianxian, is he teaching a silly girl how to practice? It's a good thing, otherwise it would be too shameful for turtles to crawl around and ants to move their nests."

Mi Yu smiled and looked at Nuan Shu, Nuan Shu hesitated, blinked, then nodded slightly.

Mi Yu clapped his hands, stood up, and walked towards Chen Lingjun.

Chen Lingjun sensed that something was wrong, "Brother Yu, what are you doing?! If you have something to say, talk about it, there is nothing difficult to overcome, misunderstanding that cannot be solved, and something that is not easy to discuss!"

Mi Yu smiled and said, "What are you thinking of, I just want to teach you how to practice."

Chen Lingjun ran away without saying a word.

On Luopo Mountain, there used to be three little girls who were all about the same height, and who was taller and who was shorter, the difference was extremely innumerable.

We often lie together on the floor of the second floor of the bamboo building, and the breeze blows by, bringing waves of summer cicadas.

They lay pillows on cattail fans, waiting for the watermelon in the pond behind the bamboo building to cool off bit by bit.

A little sorrow is like the white clouds passing by outside the mountain, they come and go.Some are fatter, so they walk slowly, and some are thinner, so they walk faster.

What is there in the mountains?Wearing a green shirt and all the good things.