Sword of Coming - Chapter 1039 Drunk looking at the sword

There are many guests at a table, so we have to squeeze it.

Chen Ping'an sat between Xiao Mi and Chen Lingjun, Chen Qingliu and Xin Ji'an sat on a bench, Jing Hao and Bai Deng, and poor Yinlu didn't know what to do, but they were able to occupy a bench.

Although Yinlu felt uncomfortable, he couldn't force anyone to sit beside him. He could only see that the young man in white with the name of Maniac was a Jade Pure Realm Sword Immortal full of dragon spirit. The rest of Jing Hao, especially It was the two guests who arrived at Luopao Mountain later, but Yinlu couldn't see the depth. Since he couldn't see the other party's Taoism, it could explain the problem very well. Yinlu knew how much he weighed.

Seeing the embarrassing situation of Yinlu, Zheng Dafeng held the tray with both hands and took the Taoist Xianwei into the seat. Yinlu still had some eyesight, so he hurriedly moved to the edge of the bench and let the doorman with the wooden hairpin and Taoist costume sit there. In the middle, the millet asked the good man mountain master with his eyes, Chen Ping'an nodded with a smile, the little girl in black stood up and started to work, Zheng Dafeng pushed the plate to the millet, and she took out a handful of melon seeds from her sleeve and put it in Inside the plate, he opened the cotton satchel, and poured two packets of dried fish wrapped in oil paper into the porcelain plate. Then Zheng Dafeng placed the plate in the middle of the table so that everyone could reach it.

Not to mention the vast world, there are not many people in the whole world who dare to treat guests like this.

Xiao Mo has persuaded Xie Gou to go away, to be precise, dragged away the sable-cap girl.

Don't think that Bai Jing is only bluffing. If he really wants to fight, he will fight.

Chen Ping'an and Xin Ji'an smiled and said, "Mr. Meiqin, let's drink tea here first, and then go up the mountain to drink, and the place will be spacious."

Xin Ji'an picked up the tea bowl and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's very comfortable."

Accustomed to the military career, coupled with his personality, Xin Ji'an has never been like the immortal master of Jing Hao.

As soon as Jing Hao heard the name "Mr. Meiqin", her hands shook as soon as she picked up the bowl, and her heartstrings tensed instantly.

There are not a thousand or a few hundred scholars who have the name Haoran and the name "Meiqin", but who else can a "Mr. Meiqin" who can travel with Chen Xianjun to Luopao Mountain? !

Xin Ji'an glanced at Jing Hao, who had already guessed his identity, and said with a smile: "On the way here, my friend also talked to me about the ownership of Qinggong Mountain. I don't take it seriously. Of course, this is your housework, and I am one of them. Outsiders have no way of talking."

Chen Pingan smiled knowingly.

I remember that there were sages in the Confucian Temple who commented on Xin Ji'an like this, and there were praises and criticisms in his words.

Handsome talent, swept across the sky, but when he was just wanton, no one dared to say that he was not at all.

To put it simply, when he was leading the army to fight and rule the country and bring peace to the world, others should not make a fuss.

Chen Lingjun's mind was not on the elegant young cultivator, he was busy winking with Chen Zhuoliu, good buddy, let's use tea instead of wine and go one by one.

Chen Qingliu picked up the wine bowl and drank the tea with an aura of drinking water. Chen Lingjun drank it all in one go, wiped his mouth, and sighed happily.

Xin Jian picked up the dried brook fish, chewed it slowly, and nodded, "It's delicious."

Millet scratched his face, smiled shyly, pointed his finger at the other kinds of dried creek fish on the plate, "Mr. Meiqin, and the tiger on the ground, yellow spicy diced, they are all delicious."

Xin Ji'an squinted and smiled, and really stretched out his hand to pick up two dried fish from the stream again, "Okay, I'll try them all."

Millet grains also squinted and smiled.

Chen Ping'an introduced with a smile: "Mr. Meiqin, her name is Zhou Mili, and she is the right protector of our Luopao Mountain."

Xin Ji'an nodded and said, "Listen to Zhuo Liu, it's good. This is what the mountain should look like. Personal opinion."

Chen Qingliu had previously reminded Xin Ji'an that he is now a shabby scholar from Luzhou, Beiju, called Chen Zhuoliu. When he arrives at Luopao Mountain, don't miss out on Daoist Jingqing's side.

Out of the corner of Jing Hao's eyes, she found that Chen Lingjun, who had been grinning all the time, became more and more uncertain. Is it because he didn't know the weight of "Meiqin" at all, did he read less and had a big heart, or did he know it and didn't care? After all, this boy in Tsing Yi had brought Jing Hao too many surprises in the past few days, but any normal person seemed to be confused by Chen Lingjun.

Chen Qingliu said with a smile: "Jing Qing, do you still remember that I told you that there is a friend surnamed Xin, who will help you introduce him in the future."

Chen Lingjun, who had long since taken off his boots and sat cross-legged, looked blank, "Huh?"

Damn, we've had so many drinks and talked so much, we forgot about it long ago, and I can't talk nonsense that I remember, aren't you embarrassing me?

Chen Qingliu raised his sleeves, put his fingers together, pointed to the white bowl on the table, and said with a cipher, "Cup, come before Nilai!"

"I didn't understand it if I said that earlier. I remember, why don't I remember!"

Chen Lingjun patted his knees, laughed loudly, and gave a thumbs up to Mr. Meiqin, "Brother Xin, there is a hand on the wine table, this is it!"

That is, sit far away, or you have to pat your shoulders to show your respect.

Xin Ji'an smiled and said: "Drink too high, don't take it seriously."

Chen Lingjun burst into laughter, raised one hand, pushed the door open, and was overjoyed, "Brother Chen also said that you are a normal drinker. Once you were drunk, you pushed it with your hand, and pushed it for a long time... …”

Xin Ji'an laughed dumbly.

As a result, the boy in Tsing Yi was slapped by his master.

Chen Lingjun was annoyed, and immediately restrained his smile, "Brother Xin, I'm not laughing at you, I can't keep my mouth shut when I drink, don't mind, my family doesn't speak two words."

Millet reminded softly: "Jingqing Jingqing, you haven't had a drink yet."

Chen Lingjun sighed after learning from his own master, "You don't understand now, Jianghu Erlang, meeting by chance, hit it off at first sight, like drinking alcohol."

Millet didn't want to refute Jing Qing in public, but secretly frowned two pale and yellowish brows, held the white bowl in both hands, and drank tea with her head down.

Chen Lingjun knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly changed his tune, turned his head and put his hand to cover his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Xiaoli, I'll help you find ten riddles later."

Millet grinned and hurriedly lowered her head.

Xin Ji'an glanced at the Taoist priest Xianwei who was just drinking tea for himself, and then looked at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Pingan nodded lightly.

Jing Hao was speechless for a long time. The old monk has attended thousands of ceremonies and banquets in his life, but he has never encountered such a trivial "wine bureau".

Opposite the table is the Dragon Slayer. Bai Deng has reached the extreme as an enemy, and he has not recovered until now.

Drinking tea at the same table with an enemy who "killed dragons where there are dragons in the world" is a situation that Bai Deng could not even imagine.

As for Yinlu, it is even less clear that he, the former deputy city owner of Xianzhu City, and the Taoist priest Xianwei sitting next to him are the real owner of the Xianzhu City, and the owner of the Taoist hairpin left in the world.

After drinking tea, we divided into two groups.

Chen Ping'an and Xiaomi Mi Li were responsible for taking Xin Ji'an around the mountain, and went to Jiling Peak of Zushan to take a look. As for Chen Qingliu, they followed Chen Lingjun to the nearby Jise Peak for a drink.

A white-haired boy never came to the table, just squatted at the gate of the mountain, took out a booklet, and began to record the year, month, day and so-and-so.

Walking on the mountain road of Jiling Peak where Zushitang is located.

Xin Ji'an took the initiative to say: "This time, the Confucian Temple was sealed with the Five Sacred Mountain Monarchs of Treasure Pingzhou. It was not the Yasheng, Wensheng, or the Confucian Temple leader or Xue Gong's abbot for the ceremony, but the five disciples of the most holy master came forward. Their current posture is somewhat similar to yours now. One of them, this time I showed up in the wild world, is a beloved disciple of the most holy master who made no secret of his partiality. There is also the one from the outer world , I heard Chen Qingliu say that you followed Li Sheng to stop the wild world. You may have met. Long ago, he was the accountant of those ancient scholars. In addition to his difficult studies, he was also responsible for managing and earning money. "

Chen Ping'an was stunned and nodded, "I just had a face-to-face meeting. At that time, the younger generation failed to recognize the identity of the sage."

If he had known the identity of the other party earlier, in Chen Lingjun's wine table jargon, it would have been a few words high and low.

On the wild land, where the spiritual energy was thin, there were two people living next to each other.

Before leaving the dojo, the bearded man found an iron sword, a high crown, put on a Confucian shirt, and was holding a sword.

Xin Ji'an gathered three thousand pieces for a while, took off a long sword from the wall, and rushed to the wild hinterland together with his friends.

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile, "Mr. Meiqin, after drinking later, can this junior ask you for a copybook."

Xin Ji'an shook his head and said, "Master Chen, it's okay to drink."

When we arrived at the Baiyu Square outside the Patriarch's Hall of Jiling Peak, the mountains and rivers were picturesque, and Xin Ji'an leaned on the railing and overlooked the magnificent scene.

Xiao Mi found that the good man mountain master seemed to be waiting for something, and when the Mr. Meiqin moved silently, the good man mountain master looked a little disappointed?

Got it, the good man mountain master wants to fight poetry?

Oh, Wei Shanjun said, the limericks of the good man Shanzhu are a must!

They went along the mountain road to Jise Peak. Chen Ping'an was too embarrassed to take Xin Ji'an to his "study" in the bamboo building. Zhu Lian came forward and helped the mountain owner entertain rare guests together.

The wind blows through the courtyard, and the iron horses under the eaves make a neighing sound.

Xin Ji'an, who had previously said that he did not drink alcohol, said with a stern face after the apron-wearing old cook served a few plates of appetizers, "I don't need the immortal brewing on the mountain, the market is fine.

Except for the millet nibbling melon seeds, all of them got a little drunk. Xin Ji'an asked with a smile, "Is the content of that copybook reviewing old words from old papers, or improvising new words?"

Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed.

Doesn't this mean that you can have both old and new words.

Just the trivial matter of grabbing an extra blank rice paper.

Xin Ji'an, after all, was not familiar with the temperament of the second shopkeeper of the wine shop, so he said to himself, "Then the old words are fine."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "One sentence is enough."

Xin Ji'an wondered, "Which sentence?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and looked at Xiao Mi, and made a gesture of holding a cup in one hand and twisting his wrist with the other hand, like a riddle. After thinking for a while, Xiao Mi understood the answer, and immediately raised his hand, "I know I know, the good man Shanzhu hopes to be beautiful. Mr. Qin writes down a sentence, just six words!"

The dragon in the word Xin Ji'an.

It's really written too many wonderful and well-known words, which can be both heroic and graceful.

The grain of millet moistened his throat, straightened his waist and gave the answer aloud: "Look at the sword while drunk!"

Xin Ji'an was silent for a moment, then said with a smile, "Then please trouble Mr. Zhu to cook two more dishes and two more jars of wine."

Chen Lingjun was refreshed and brought his old and new friends to drink in his house, which was a rare opportunity.

Before climbing the mountain, I had a few words with Zheng Dafeng, and asked him to say a few good words to Wei Shanjun and ask for a few jars of Xianjia wine. side purchase. Brother Dafeng is usually unreliable, and he is still very reliable at critical moments. He nodded and agreed, saying that he would carry the burden and personally deliver it to Uncle Chen, guaranteeing that it is a good wine, and it must be collected by the Piyun Mountain Ritual Division. Years of wine brewing on the mountain.

That is to say, there are friends present, otherwise Chen Lingjun would have to knock his legs and rub shoulders for Brother Dafeng.

Walking on the mountain road, Chen Lingjun flung his sleeves up.

Chen Lingjun was really happy because he saw Chen Zhuoliu, and took pictures from time to time.

With a pat on Chen Zhuoliu's sleeve, tsk tsk, this tendon is sturdy. Brother Dafeng said it well. The young man has a lot of firepower, and his **** can make a pie.

I just don't know that Brother Chen, who was a family five hundred years ago, has found a wife now, it is unlikely that he has no money in his pocket, and his waist is not hard. With a pair of colorful leather bags, he deceives those who like talents and beauties at the foot of the mountain. The little girl in the novel is alright, but in the mountains, she is not very popular. Unless... looks like Chief Zhou and Mi Jianxian? As for the old cook, it is normal to be sloppy and be a bachelor.

Although they are friends, deep down in Chen Lingjun's heart, there is still a clear distance between them.

Chen Zhuoliu, Brother Jia, Bai busy, the water **** brother of Yujiang, Li Yuan, Hou of Jidu Longting, and others, they are all the best friends in Chen Lingjun's heart.

As for Senior Jing and Fellow Daoist Bai Deng, after all, they just met, and they have to see how they drink at the table. After a long time outside the table, they see people's hearts. In any case, the more they drink, the more friends they have.

Chen Qingliu squinted at Jing Hao, who was walking on Chen Lingjun's right hand, and said with a heartfelt smile, "Meet again."

This Jing Hao is still a little brainy, knowing that he took the initiative to come here to visit Chen Lingjun.

Jing Hao didn't dare to reveal his mountain connection with Chen Xianjun at all, so he could only answer in his heart: "Junior never thought that I would be able to meet Chen Xianjun here again, and I am more than happy."

Chen Qingliu twitched the corners of his mouth, seeing how this fellow was not pleasing to the eye, so he began to sprinkle salt on Jing Hao's wound, "It's okay to admit counseling on the left and right sides, he Chen Ping'an is just a little Yuan Ying of the ten realms now. , You are a cultivator of the Ascension Realm, and you are still at a distance, hehe, the realm is not high, and the tone is so loud, can you bear it?"

Jing Hao hesitated.

I really want to tell the truth, senior, I can do it.

Jian Kai Tuoyue Mountain, a city head inscriber who was not confused.

Don't say that the fall is Nascent Soul, that is, Chen Ping'an has no cultivation base at all. I, Jing Hao, is in other people's territory, and I listen to a few strange words of Yin and Yang, what is it?

Chen Qingliu sneered, "It's just that there are two more Ascension Swordsmen from the demon clan around, what are you afraid of? You didn't take the initiative to provoke Luopao Mountain, do they dare to kill you with a sword, it's really a Confucian Temple rule. Is it a decoration? Why, I have been lying on the mountain for a long time, and I have cultivated a turtle method. When I can shrink my head, I will shrink my head?"

Jing Hao was silent.

I was afraid that I would open my mouth and say something tough. As a result, Chen Xianjun turned around and sold himself, so there is really no need to leave Luopo Mountain today.

I couldn't believe it before, but now it was revealed by Chen Xianjun, Jing Hao's heart trembled, and it really was two Ascension Realms, Jian Xiu!

The key is that they are from the wild demon clan.

It is necessary to know that the wild Ascension Realm monster and the other Ascension Realm monks in the rest of the world cannot be treated in general. This is a fact recognized on the mountain.

Jing Hao glanced at the boy in Tsing Yi next to him, thanks to this one, he had the chance to go up the mountain.

He was unable to participate in the discussions at the Confucian Temple in China, but he was able to drink a glass of wine in Luopao Mountain. If this spread out, the reputation of Qinggong Mountain could be saved a lot.

Chen Lingjun noticed the expressions of Chen Zhuoliu and Jing Hao, and asked suspiciously, "Sneaky, what are you talking about?"

Chen Qingliu smiled and said: "I dare to talk to Immortal Master Jing a few words casually, I am afraid that there is something wrong in what I said, and if I accidentally touch the reverse scale of the predecessors, I will be angry with me."

Jinghao is self-aware but unspeakable.

Only Chen Lingjun, who was kept in the dark, was still trying to smooth things over there, and persuaded bitterly: "Don't be like this, we are all friends. We haven't even got to the table to drink, so you say such hurtful words? It's not good, listen. Mine, hold back, drink and chat again, there is no seniority at the wine table."

At the same time, the boy in Tsing Yi reminded Chen Zhuoliu in his heart, "What's the matter, didn't I tell you about the identity and background of Immortal Master Jing before? Don't speak bluntly in front of seniors like Jing Hao. The Ascension Realm cultivator has his own temper, listen to me, don't be so rushed when you talk."

Chen Qingliu said in a heartfelt voice, "I thought I had a great cultivator on the mountain like Jing Hao as a friend, and I forgot about my old friend who was too embarrassing to go out to drink."

Chen Lingjun couldn't stand this the most, and was a little annoyed. He glared and said to himself, "You can't tell the difference, you are the one who bullshit! I'll punish myself for three bowls later, you remember to keep up!"

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Lingjun was still worried that Chen Zhuoliu had a bad temper and liked the book business.

"I know how difficult it is to wander around the world alone. You guy, you are not very skilled, you are the best face, I also know!"

"So there are some hypocritical things, why do you want me to do me a favor and help you arrange a place to stay in the Beiyue realm, I will not mention it, but if you want to talk about the money of the gods, it is an external thing. After the buddies separated, I still saved some over the years. You can take them all. I agreed in advance. I will divide it into two parts, one for you, and the other for the same good brothers. I don't have many friends, I don't have a lot of money in my pocket, and I like to be the uncle, and it's only the two of you."

"Don't think I talk too much, and don't be embarrassed. Whoever we are with whom, the hard-hitting friendship is there, so if you encounter difficulties, I will give you both the money. It’s enough to save the money again. It’s not bad for him to keep it. If the money is not enough, I’ll borrow it from someone. I’m not bragging. I’m here on Luopo Mountain. It’s just a small matter of a sentence, and you don’t need to owe any favors. Wei Shanjun of Pi Yunshan is the one who likes to hold night banquets. With me, that’s only a good buddy who didn’t cut the chicken’s head and burn the yellow paper. Tell it yourself Look, since my money is your money, money or something, it's a thing? It's definitely not a **** thing."

"Also, I just said that if you encounter something that can't be solved by spending money, don't hide it with me today. If you can't do it, look down on me. If you say a word, I will accompany you to leave Luopo Mountain. , it doesn't matter if you go to Beiju Luzhou. I have a lot of friends in the mountains over there, and they are all things. I used to think that you are a high-spirited fellow. No matter how poor you are, you are still a scholar. , I may not like to hear this, so I am not willing to show you the incense that thieves can scare people when they say it."

Speaking of which, Chen Lingjun patted his friend's arm lightly, hesitated for a while, and said softly: "I know that when I ask someone for mercy, no matter how good the relationship is, the heart will still feel uncomfortable. Maybe the better the relationship, the more uncomfortable it is. It's alright, we'll be at the wine table later, we two have a good drink."

Chen Lingjun felt that he was not a fool, and that he had not really encountered difficulties. With the stubborn temper of a pauper like Chen Zhuoliu, he would never travel thousands of miles across continents to come to Luopo Mountain to see him.

No matter what others are like, anyway, Chen Lingjun always felt that the most difficult thing in the world is to ask a friend a favor, which will make friends feel embarrassed.

Chen Qingliu smiled and stretched out his hand to hold the Tsing Yi boy's head.

Chen Lingjun slapped the guy's palm off with a slap, and said angrily, "I'm here with you, and I'm almost moved by talking. You're good, no big or small, I'm looking for a drink."

"Why don't you feel moved, brother, I'm also very moved."

"Ha, then cry for your brother, hurry up."

Bai Deng, who only dared to silently follow behind them, was swaying with his legs at the moment, this boy in Tsing Yi really dared to talk, does he really not know how the word "death" is written?

Chen Qingliu noticed the flow of his heart, turned his head and smiled: "Little guy, that's all you want to see your ancestors?"

Bai Deng was full of sweat and was speechless.

As the son of a dragon, he has to drink at the same table as a dragon slayer.

Those who shouldn't go out of the mountains, really shouldn't go out of the mountains to go outside the mountains.

Pushing open the door, which was never locked, Chen Lingjun led a few friends to take a seat at the wine table in the main hall. Soon Zheng Dafeng brought a load of drinks, followed by a pink skirt girl with a pastry box and a fruit bamboo basket. .

Chen Nuanshu gave everyone a blessing, put the cakes and fruits on the table, and said, "The immortal masters will wait a moment, and the drinks will be delivered immediately."

Chen Lingjun was full of embarrassment.

Chen Nuanshu glanced at Chen Lingjun, and said softly, "Treat your guests well."

Chen Lingjun didn't even dare to look at her, just nodded vigorously.

In Luopao Mountain, apart from the old cook, Chen Nuanshu's cooking skills are not bad, not to mention that she has learned a few good dishes from the old cook.

The smart Chen Nuanshu went to the kitchen of his house, and soon brought a large food box here, with seven or eight kinds of wine and vegetables, full of color, fragrance, and taste.

Leaving the house, she gently closed the door.

Soon the drink started, and the boy in Tsing Yi’s voice was so loud that he seemed to be punching with his friends.

She didn't even have to look, she knew that Chen Lingjun was standing on the bench.

Zheng Dafeng waited outside and asked with a smile, "Aren't you angry?"

Chen Nuanshu shook his head gently and said with a smile: "He is rarely busy with business, so how can he be angry."

Zheng Dafeng began to complain, "I heard that at the foot of the mountain, in the town, Chen Lingjun had several morning drinks."

Chen Nuanshu raised his brows and bit his lip, "I'm too lazy to care about him!"

At the wine table, after punishing himself for three bowls, Chen Lingjun was already standing on the stool, shaking his hands, "Brother, my heart is connected."

Chen Qingliu shook his hands and laughed, "I'm using my brother's brains."

"I'm afraid that my brother will have a hard time, and I will do nothing when my brother beats me."

Listening to these nonsense drinking words, Jing Hao and Bai Deng could only stare at the side.

Chen Lingjun and Chen Qingliu started boxing in the small town dialect, the two brothers are good, the fifth leader, Liuliu Shun...

Chen Xianjun in the blue shirt was at a loss to look around at the book and sword, but he couldn't do it, and he paid a hundred thousand things for two or three cups.

After three thousand years, a sword swept across the sky, flew over the vast Dongting, and then crossed the ancient Shu Wanqingshan, and came here again, not to kill the dragon, but to be full of drunkenness with close friends, and to compete with wine!

On the border between Yuzhou and Hongzhou, on an official road to Yuzhang County, three plainly decorated carriages are inconspicuous.

In the middle of a carriage, the emperor Song He and the queen Song Mian, all dressed in civilian clothes, sat side by side in the carriage. She lifted the curtain from time to time to enjoy the scenery along the way outside.

In the carriage at the end, Zhao Yao, the servant of the Ministry of Punishment, and Li Baozhen, the first official of the Weaving Bureau of Yuzhou, who came halfway, were from the fourth grade.

One is a hot Beijing official, and the other is a local official on the fringes of officialdom.

Li Baozhen smiled and said, "With your light, I can sit and hurry."

Zhao You smiled and said, "I still have to thank His Majesty's approachable people, so that we don't have to pay attention to those red tapes."

Li Baozhen clicked his tongue.

Zhao Yao smiled and dismissed it. Although the relationship between the two parties was close, he still had to say a few official words.

They are real old acquaintances, and they are all children of big families in Fulu Street, Huaihuang County.

Over the years, Zhao Yao and Li Baozhen have been in correspondence with each other.

Li Baozhen said in his heart: "I heard that the great court meeting in the capital, led by Yuan Zhengding, suggested moving the capital?"

If Da Li really moved the capital to the current capital of Luojing, for a certain feudal lord who is now in the wild, it would really be the bottom of the pile.

Get paid.

The first Hu Jun of Shujian Lake was Xia Fan, a heroic spirit of the Dali court, and Wu Guanqi, an assistant officer, who used to be in charge of the intelligence collection and sorting of the Dali court in the central part of Yizhou, and Li Baozhen, who was in charge of intelligence in the southeast. Colleagues with equal authority. The Dali Song clan is recognized as having three official offices, the capital city and the Shanxia Dynasty composed of localities, the second official office composed of various gods, and the third official office is the Longquan County Kiln Supervision and Construction Bureau, Yuzhou Weaving Bureau, and Hongzhou Logging Bureau. These are institutions whose chief officials are not high in rank, but every chief official is a well-deserved emperor.

Of course, Lin Zhengcheng, the logging institute, is probably the only exception.

Zhao You glanced at Li Baozhen, smiled and said nothing.

Li Baozhen leaned his head against the wall of the car, and pointed at Zhao Yao, "You guy, you like to talk in your stomach since you were a child."

In terms of official fortune, Li Baozhen, who is a fourth-rank official, is naturally far inferior to Zhao Yao, a fellow countryman who was promoted by His Majesty as a minister of the Ministry of Punishment.

The younger generation who went out of the small town did not talk about cultivating and becoming a **** on the mountain, but Zhao Yao was the most successful official.

But if we only talk about the territory of Yuzhou, the top officials are of course the governor and the general of Yuzhou. Neither of them can control the weaving bureau and Li Baozhen, but Li Baozhen and the weaving bureau can make the two military and political officials in the frontiers sleep uneasy.

Because Yuzhou is an important military town and a battleground for military strategists, Cao Mao, the general of Yuzhou, is also in charge of the military affairs of Hongzhou next door.

Cao Mao was not qualified to take a car at this moment, so he could only follow a group of cultivators who followed the army and rode ahead to clear the way.

When Li Baozhen went to Yuzhou Weaving Bureau to take office, Li Baozhen brought two henchmen, both surnamed Zhu, father and daughter.

At this moment, Zhu He and Zhu Lu were riding horses behind, following the convoy from a distance.

The Empress asked in a low voice, "Where is Yu Yu?"

Song He smiled and patted the back of her hand, comforting: "Don't worry, this clan elder of yours just looks weak and doesn't speak well. Although she is young, she is actually very smart. Otherwise, how would she become an Earthly Branch cultivator? The military master behind the scenes?"

In the headed carriage, a woman and a girl sat opposite each other, and the little girl kept gazing at the bead on the woman's hand.

You are the empress dowager of a country. She has a graceful air and doesn't care about it. She raised her white lotus-like wrist, shook her bracelet, and asked with a smile, "Do you recognize me?"

The girl shook her head and said something strange, "You must pretend that you don't know each other, even if you haven't seen it before."

Nan Zhan knew the character of this little girl very well. She looked careless, but Yan'er was actually bad, so she continued to ask, "There is no such thing in the Yu family's collection, nor is there anything in our Da Li's treasure house of B characters?"

The Yu clan of the Shangzhu Kingdom was not visible in the officialdom of Dali, but only in name only in charge of the silk and tea services of the local official camp.

However, aside from the first-class surnames of the Yuan Caoguan family, not to mention the face, just talking about the background and the inside, the Yu family is actually similar to the Tianshui Zhao family and the Zi Zhaoyan family, but the Fufeng Qiu family and the Poyang Ma family are not as good as the Yu family, but these The inside story is really just the inside story. Few Dali officials dare to say that they understand the context and depth of it.

As for the treasure house of the B character of the Dali court, it is a strictly forbidden place, and it is a woman with such an identity.

Yu Yu's face was complicated, and she shook her head vigorously, "There's no way, Cui Guoshi has beaten a few of us, and no one is allowed to use this thing, otherwise even the memory of this life will be erased and become an idiot. Listening to Yuan Huajing, Earlier, there was a poor **** who didn't listen to me, an elder who belonged to the cultivator of the Earth Branch, and was my senior, just because he found a bead in private, and then he was cleaned up by Cui Guoshi himself, and the end was miserable."

The little girl patted the "Xu" waist card, "It was originally his thing, and I belonged to fill in the vacancy. If he did not know the reason, I would still be learning female red embroidery at home."

Nan Zhan pretended to hear about this, and smiled: "You are a monk of the military family. Even if you don't take the place of this person's Earthly Branch, you will go to Zhenwu Mountain or Fengxue Temple to cultivate."

Nan Zhan joked: "The position of our Grand Master has been vacant for several years now, so you don't have to be so nervous, not to mention that Cui Guoshi has always placed great importance on you and has high expectations."

The little girl sighed and said pitifully: "In officialdom, I also understand the principle of one emperor and one courtier, but the problem is that Cui Guoshi is gone, and he still has a hidden officer and junior brother who has returned home. Empress Dowager, don't you? I know, the few of us were taught a few times to the death by that hidden official in the capital, and they were cleaned up by him.

Nan Zhan's face turned pale in an instant, but it wasn't Yu Yu's words, that he was outrageous, and that he had committed some taboo in the officialdom, but now the woman had a headache when she heard the name of the hidden official.

Seeing that things were not good, Yu Yu immediately shut up obediently.

Nan Zhan subconsciously rubbed the bead string on his hand, his face uncertain.

Yu Yu knew that Chen Ping'an once walked into the palace, but what happened, even if she was a monk of the Earth Branch, she still didn't know.

To be able to pretend that you don't know something you shouldn't know is a science.

The last time Chen Pingan took Xiao Mo to the palace to meet the Queen Mother Nan Zhuang, the reason was to ask "Lu Jiang" for the shards of life-like porcelain.

At that time, the woman wore this string of bracelets secretly made on the mountain, and each bead was a priceless "spiritual rhinoceros bead". And this kind of orb, because it can make people remember the memories of the past life, one is the first life, the Qi practitioner sits down, according to the Taoist formula, rubbing the bead, a mustard seed to restrain the mind, you can get a clear understanding of the time and overcome the restrictions of time. The body is like a colorful phoenix flying with wings, and the mind is in a picture book that records the picture scroll of the past life. The scene of the past life is deeply remembered, and the picture scroll on that page will be colorful, no different from the truth, some people with shallow memory, a picture scroll The colors faded along with it, the memory was blurred, and the picture was dry and inky, leaving only an outline.

Nan Zhan let out a faint sigh and squeezed out a smile, but when she thought of this trip to Lijing, it was very likely that she would meet that **** in Mud Bottle Alley, who was going to run wild, and her face turned gloomy again.

Almost any sect with a deep foundation will always have this item, even Bai Yujing is no exception.

The purpose is to be able to free some soldiers from the ancestors of the world, and to find a needle in a haystack, to find this life from the vast world of red dust, and then to bring them back to the mountain to renew the path. Jiang Zhaomo of the Ziqi Building in Baiyujing and Yu Xin of Tongye Sect were all in this situation.

Therefore, the Lingxi Pearl has always been a rare existence with a price and no market. Once it appears in the world, it is the cultivator that must compete for it. Therefore, such treasures on the mountain, no matter who keeps them in their hands, are well prepared and will never be useless. Because those immortal mansions that have no such thing in their own treasury, no matter whether they are unlucky or have no money, when they urgently need a rhinoceros bead to help a certain "ancestor" get enlightened, they have to ask the sect with the rhinoceros bead. The importance of incense on the mountain.

As for the bracelet of the southern hairpin, there are as many as twelve rhinoceros beads strung together. Except for the few used by her, most of the other jewels that contained memories were previously consumed by the "unfamiliar" squire beside Chen Ping'an with a sharp sword light, and they were reduced to... rubbish.

But Nan Zhuang is also not sure about it. It seems that two of the rhinoceros pearls, although they are also dim, seem to be restricted by the "unfamiliar" using a kind of swordsmanship?

With a jewel, what I remember is only a part of the personnel affairs of the previous life, those are those pictures that are relatively unforgettable and clear in memory. If you were a man of Taoism in your previous life, you will encounter and pass through the practice pass, with the help of the rhinoceros bead. , Naturally, it will not be forgotten, so this move can become a shortcut to mountaineering without sequelae.

The old coachman who drove for the Queen Mother Da Li all these years reminded in his heart: "You have to be careful of the demons you encounter at the bottleneck of Yuanyingjing. If it's really that Chen, you won't even think about entering the Jade Pure Realm in your life. ."

The real identity of the old coachman is an ancient god, the chief officer of the Thunder Department.

The old man continued: "In the heart, all kinds of demons are born. When the heart is destroyed, all kinds of demons are destroyed."

Nan Zhan's eyes lit up and smiled, "Thank you senior for reminding me."

The old man said: "It's nothing, it's a sentence written on a novel of ghosts and monsters. I saw it and thought it made some sense. It was very popular in the Yamashita market in the early years, and the price is still cheap. This travelogue is poor."

Nanpin resisted the urge to curse.

Yu Yu turned into that silly and silly look again.

Nan Zhan noticed the dignified atmosphere in the carriage, and packed up his complicated thoughts, seemingly casually asking: "Yu Yu, you are all looking for suitable treasures from the B-character secret vault. If I remember correctly, are there any problems with those? The Xingbu of the card is dedicated to the monks, and with their military merit, they can exchange for the equivalent treasures with the Xingbu. The officials of the Xingbu are all selected from the treasure house of the C character, which has a relatively low rank and is piled up into mountains?"

Logically speaking, there must be a more hidden "A" character library.

Yu Yu looked at the empress dowager with a playful expression.

Nan Zhan knew that he had lost his words, "When I didn't ask."

Yu Yu grinned, "The Empress Dowager, there's nothing you can't say about this matter, it's not taboo. Cui Guoshi once told me that if anyone asks her face-to-face in the future, she'll tell her the answer."

Nan Zhan's face was pale and colorless, thanks to the woman's fair skin, she was not so conspicuous.

Yu Yu pointed to herself, then pointed to the woman, and then gave the answer, "The A-character library of the Dali Dynasty is me, you, us, all the monks of the Earthly Branch, where the Empress Dowager is located. A member of the Song clan of Da Li, he is a genealogy cultivator on all the mountains, a mountain and water god, and even more..."

After pausing for a moment, the little girl's eyes were firm and she said solemnly: "Moreover, it is a detailed record of every yellow book of the Dali Dynasty's household registration, every ordinary person of the Dali Dynasty. It is a detailed record of every fish scale book of the cadastre. An inch of the land of the mountains and rivers of Li."

Nan Zhan was silent.

Yu Yu smiled and exhaled softly, and the girl began to close her eyes to rest.

Haha, I'm just learning to speak from the national teacher Cui Yu, and I'm so tired!

In Piyun Mountain, where the pine shade is rich, Shanjun Wei Bo closed the very heavy booklet, rested his cheek with one hand, and tapped the golden earring beside his ear with his thumb, hesitating about making up his own name.

One of the vassal hilltops of Luopao Mountain, Baijiantai, Xiao Mo is a little relieved, Xie Gou is whispering with the white-haired boy who is the editor of the genealogy, and Guo Zhujiu, whom they regard as the leader of the alliance, as if they are together Discuss big things. As for the provocation at the gate of the mountain, Xie Gou has completely forgotten about it, as if nothing happened. Xiao Mo moved slightly in his heart and walked away.

In the capital of Dali, a young monk named Zeng Ye, the young head of the Wudao Sect, planned to follow Mr. Chen's instructions in the letter and go to a Xianjia inn where it was said that he would not have to pay for his name. , and then go to the alley outside the building, and find a pair of masters and apprentices named Liu Jia and Zhao Duanming.

In the old cook's house, Chen Ping'an, who had been drinking and swaying, only took Xiao Mo, quietly left Luopao Mountain, and came to the ancestral house in Mupin Lane in the small town.