Sword of Coming

In the middle of Aquarius Island, there is a magnificent royal mansion, Dadu Changchun Marquis Mansion and Bixiao Palace.

There are many plaques hanging in the Shuifu Mansion, the merits given by the headmaster of Guanhu Academy will last forever, the poems written by the head of the Jiang family in Yunlin accompany the family, and there is also the Shenjing Pinghan sent from Linlu Academy.

Even Liu Qingfeng, the former minister of the Ministry of Rites of Da Li's capital, made a rare exception during his lifetime and presented a calligraphy painting with the four-character "Qing Geng Yu Du" list, which was written with great momentum.

Now on the land of Aquarius Continent, Yang Hua, who was granted the title of Marquis by the Confucian Temple, is the well-deserved first water god.

Chen Pingan did not go to Yang Hua directly.

There is no other way, this Dadu woman, the Marquis, is a very serious person, so he still needs to be notified by the concierge.

But if anyone can watch this series of dream wanderings from beginning to end, they will find that the dream created by Chen Pingan is getting closer and closer to the truth.

Chen Pingan stepped up the steps and walked towards the concierge.

I heard that the first thing Yang Hua did when he took office was to order all the landscape officials within his jurisdiction not to visit the house to congratulate him, so let alone the many landscape gods with low official status under the Hou Mansion, as well as the Jiangshui Zhengshen with a high rank. , and the city gods of the southern states of Dali have not yet seen Yang Hua’s true appearance.

Let’s look at our Tiger King Wei. He is too “approachable” in this matter. Even the county gods, land lords and river women were lucky enough to see our Tiger King with their own eyes at the night banquet. of.

Previously, Chen Pingan sent Yang Hua a letter through the hands of Dou Yan, the god of Dieyunling Mountain. I believe that Yang Hua is as meticulous as a hair. If there are no accidents, Yang Hua should have visited the old sites of Dieyunling and Tiaobo River. And most of them are private visits via incognito services. I believe that given Dou Shan Shen's tendency to meddle in other people's business and Cen Hebo's ability to control floods, Yang Hua may not be too surprised. There are two "jewels in the ocean" under her jurisdiction, but at least she will not be disappointed.

The concierge is an old monk from the sea-viewing realm. He is neatly dressed and wears a robe that is said to have been woven and refined by the Caique Mansion in Luzhou, Beiju. It is now almost becoming the standard official robe of Dali Shanshui officialdom.

The old porter, a third-rank official of the prime minister's porter, still looked kind and took the initiative to go out to entertain guests. He heard that the guest claimed to be Luo Luoshan Chen Ping'an.

The old monk couldn't hold it back and blurted out: "Who?!"

In fact, this was an impolite move, quite out of character. With the experience of the old concierge, he would not have made such a mistake, but the news he heard in his ears was really shocking. The other party was alone. Upon entering the Marquis' Mansion, there was no sign of a sword light shining brightly on the horizon just now, and it didn't look like the posture of a swordsman.

Chen Pingan had no choice but to smile and announce his identity again.

The old concierge immediately started sweating on his forehead. He didn't dare to say a word, so he bit the bullet and said, "Sir Yin Guan, can you allow me to make an announcement?"

Instead of calling the other party Mountain Master or Chen Jianxian, the old concierge simply used the term that held the most weight in his heart.

The old man wanted to let him go immediately, but the rules of the Hou Mansion were very strict. The old concierge had stopped many distinguished guests in the past few years. Previously, the Lord of the City from the capital of Dali came to discuss matters. The concierge carefully weighed it and felt that He should have been allowed to go without any notification, but afterward, Grandma Liu from the Etiquette Department scolded him and said, "Why are you so confused?"

Chen Pingan nodded and smiled: "Just follow the rules."

The old porter was worried and stood outside the threshold of the Hou Mansion with the Yin Guan.

I was a little curious at the moment, wondering if my palace would open its gate to welcome guests today.

This is a courtesy that only the monarchs and vassal kings of Dali can receive, otherwise it will be the visit of the king of the Five Mountains and Mountains of one continent.

But this young swordsman who was born in Aquarius Continent but served as the last hidden official in the Great Wall of Sword Qi rarely visits, not to mention that his master was promoted from the position of water god of Tiefu River, and he is a close neighbor of Luolu Mountain.

It seems that both public and private matters should be opened in the Hou Mansion.

However, those who came to greet the young hermit official were the second-in-command of the Etiquette Department and a palm goddess from the Seal and Seal Department of the Marquis Mansion. Changchun Marquis did not show up in person, but this fact made the concierge feel a little guilty and even more trembling. , dare not say any words.

It can be seen that there was first a ceremony at Zhengyang Mountain, and then the shocking identity of a hidden official spread throughout the mountains and rivers of a continent overnight through Di Bao, and the truth came to light. Now in the officialdom of Aquarius Island, the name "Chen Ping'an" , itself is the most effective ultimatum.

The palm seal goddess first saluted Chen Ping'an as a female official, then gave her a blessing and said apologetically: "Master Chen Shan, my master happened to be entertaining guests. It is temporarily inconvenient to leave the guests. I hope Master Chen can forgive me."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It should be so. It's good to visit your house in a hurry without notifying me in advance and not being rejected."

The two goddesses of the Hou Mansion, who were not former officials in Tiefujiang, all breathed a sigh of relief.

It still doesn't look like the superior Yin Guan you imagined. To be precise, it doesn't look like him at all.

As a result, a group of three people walked through the corridor. Halfway there, two more female officials from other departments came in official uniforms. Judging from the officials, they should be the first and second leaders of various departments in Shuifu.

They seemed to have been waiting on the road for a long time. They happened to pass by, and then along the way, they could go to the reception area of ​​the official hall of the Etiquette Department together. It was quite impeccable and there was no fault at all.

The female official of the Etiquette Department glared at them, and then received a report from the concierge. Before leaving the office, she specifically reminded the officials not to make mistakes. Why is it still such a childish thing? !

The Goddess of the Seal Department could only remind the two of them in her heart, and said in a deep voice: "Come as soon as you come, but no one is allowed to speak next!"

If Liu Lizhi were here today, you two would definitely be miserable!

It's similar to the Lingyuan Palace in Luzhou, Beiju. Probably because the owners of the mansion are all women, there are a lot of female officials, and it's quite a bit of a yin and yang situation.

Afterwards, when passing by various government offices, people would inevitably poke their heads in front of the doors or windows, but it was still quiet and they didn't dare to make any noise.

Apparently they were all curious about the three-headed and six-armed appearance of the youngest carving sword cultivator in the history of the Great Sword Qi Wall.

Arriving at the main room of the Etiquette Department's Hall, the Goddess of the Palm Print said softly: "I still need to trouble Master Chen Shan to wait for a moment. The Marquis said before that it will take about half a stick of incense. I won't keep Master Chen waiting for a long time."

There was a maid working here, and she quickly brought Chen Pingan a cup of tea. However, the official uniform she wore was revealing. She was like a member of the Sixth Department of the Imperial Court, and it was unlikely that she would personally bring tea and water to Chen Pingan. Guest's.

Chen Ping'an thanked her and took the tea. The tea cup was made of Longquan celadon from his hometown. The glaze color was first-class plum green. And judging from the craftsmanship, it was fired at a kiln in Baoxi. Chen Ping'an thanked her and took the tea. Ping An even knew which old master the teacup in his hand was made by, or at least the disciple who brought it out hand in hand. Just quietly weighing the teacup, Chen Pingan sighed. The old kilns near Baoxi usually used the porcelain clay from the Huangmaojian area, but now they used the clay from the Eight Immortals Xian Ancient Road. This This is the result of the official kiln being converted into a private kiln.

A layman can see the excitement, but an expert can see the doorway. It is the same kind of porcelain clay, collectively called purple gold clay. Because of the different hills, the water and soil will be subtly different. The weight and viscosity of the soil will be different. The texture of the porcelain fired after that will be different. It will be ever-changing. A layman cannot tell the difference, but an expert can see it at a glance. For example, the porcelain clay in the Huangmaojian area is much better than that of the Baxian Xian Ancient Road, but the number of pots fired at the kiln mouth will be much lower. In the past, porcelain was used by the royal family. Major kilns can operate regardless of cost. Nowadays, some kilns have turned to private kilns to sell them for money. Every time a piece of inferior porcelain is broken, it is just money.

The Palm Goddess winked at the "maid" several times, and the latter reluctantly left the official hall.

Yang Hua appeared outside the door of the Etiquette Department and saw the swordsman in green shirt inside, who was drinking tea with his legs crossed and leisurely drinking tea, with a relaxed attitude and no look of displeasure.

When Yang Hua crossed the threshold, Chen Pingan just put down the tea cup.

The two female officials in the room hurriedly bowed to Yang Hua and said goodbye. They walked quietly and quickly exited the place.

Yang Hua sat on the chair opposite and asked directly: "Master Chen is here today. What are your orders?"

Chen Ping'an deliberately skipped the word "and" and explained his intention to Yang Hua.

Seeing Yang Hua's hesitation, Chen Ping'an picked up the teacup again and said with a smile: "Don't be embarrassed, I'll finish the tea and leave."

A pun.

Yang Hua most likely wanted to greet the Queen Mother and did not dare to act independently. She was worried that Shuifu, Chen Ping'an and Luo Luoshan would stay away for too long and arouse suspicion.

But if Yang Hua feels embarrassed, that stick of incense is actually meaningless.

Although in Chen Ping'an's view, Yang Hua has become the Duke of Dadu, he has never been able to get out of the shadow of the Queen Mother's Nan hairpin, which will have considerable sequelae.

It's just that Chen Ping'an is an outsider and it's useless to talk about this kind of thing. It might even be counterproductive.

Sure enough, after drinking the tea, Chen Pingan stood up.

Yang Hua suddenly said: "I have no problem with that stick of incense."

Chen Pingan was quite surprised, but he still thanked her.

Yang Hua had a rare smile and returned the courtesy: "Why should Master Chen say thank you for something that is mutually beneficial?"

From the moment the other party came to the door today, in addition to seeing me during this period, he also sat there with his legs crossed while holding a tea cup, which was considered extremely polite.

Later, Yang Hua took the initiative to talk to Chen Ping'an. It turned out that the group of guests who needed to be received by her personally were from Nantang Lake Qingmei Temple. In addition to the two Qingmei Temple female cultivators, there was also Nantang Lake Water Lord. This water god is now regarded as The officials of the Changchun Marquis Mansion had just left the house not long ago, and they were accompanied by the swordsman Shao Yunyan of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, and the blushing lady whose pseudonym was "Mei Qingke".

On the ultimatum, Mrs. Yan Yan used "Mei Qingke" and the Taoist name "Guixian".

So Chen Ping'an had to ask with a smile, "I'm in a hurry. I'll leave the official hall later and leave directly in the wind. Will Mr. Hou mind?"

Yang Hua didn't know what was going on, so she just said it didn't matter.

In the corridor of the official hall, a man in a green shirt hugged Yang Hua and said goodbye, turning into sword light and disappearing thousands of miles away in an instant.

After Yang Hua left the Etiquette Department office, several goddesses returned to the official room one after another. The Etiquette Department official who pretended to be a maid served tea once and replenished the tea again raised her arms and smiled sweetly, saying just now When I saw the young hidden official, I got goosebumps. The second-in-command of the Etiquette Department, his immediate superior, laughed and called him a nymphomaniac.

After catching up with a Qingmeiguan private ferry boat in the sea of ​​clouds, I was dressed in a green shirt, with big sleeves fluttering, and landed on the bow of the boat.

Shao Yunyan noticed the unusual ripples of Tao Qi, and shifted his body in one step, and came to the bow deck. Feeling very surprised, he cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Why are you here, Lord Yin Guan?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's just a coincidence. Just as you left, I entered the Hou Mansion with my back."

The temple owner of Qingmei Temple is a female cultivator who looks like a middle-aged woman, but her hair is covered with frost and snow. It is obvious that the previous forced relocation of the Ancestral Master Hall damaged the foundation of the avenue. In addition to practicing water magic, this temple owner also It is also consistent with the numerology of a Nantang Lake. The female cultivator in the temple moved to another place. It was just a move, but for her, it was a great loss of vitality. Even if she did not fight with the demon clan, she almost fell into trouble.

Next to the woman stood Zhou Qionglin, a junior in the temple, an expert on the mountain. There was also a woman covered in moisture with light golden eyes.

Nowadays, Nantang Lake is full again, plum blossoms are blooming again, and the landscape has taken on a new look.

Chen Pingan clasped his fists and smiled: "I have met Master Song, Lord Qin Hu, and Fairy Zhou."

After some courtesy, Chen Ping'an just said that he wanted to catch up with Shao Jianxian and stopped disturbing Qingmei Temple.

It can be seen that the three Nantang Lake people are extremely nervous.

The shadow of a famous tree.

Originally, he was just one of the ten young people in the world, which was enough to shock people.

So when I heard that Master Chen Shanzhu would leave the ferry soon, I was filled with regrets and relieved at the same time.

When they arrived at Shao Yunyan's residence, Shao Yunyan asked if he wanted to drink. Chen Ping'an said no, chatted for a few words, and left immediately.

Mrs. Rouyan, however, was sitting upright and well-behaved, making empty fists with her hands and placing them gently on her knees. Her eyes were not squinting, as if she was meeting the master of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, the ancestral hall, meeting the old swordsman Qi.

Chen Ping'an asked Shao Yunyan about the current situation of the Longxiang Sword Sect and Nanbo Suozhou, and then said to Madam Blushing: "If possible, Madam Blushing would be better off changing her Taoist name."

Mrs. Yan Yan asked with a bitter face: "I would like to ask Lord Yinguan for advice, why is this?"

What's the matter? I just randomly chose a nicer and more elegant nickname, and it's bothering you? Do you have to ask me to get some dirt, so that Mr. Yin Guan can listen to it? Is it so lenient?

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I just said casually, there is a pure martial artist named Ma Guixian, who fell into a bad situation not long ago. Do you think it is bad luck or not? Of course, if Mrs. Blushing thinks it's okay, then I don't care. ”

Mrs. Yan Yan lamented and lightly stamped her feet. Can she catch up with this?

Shao Yunyan paid more attention to the affairs of the world than Mrs. Yan Yan, and asked: "Is it Cao Ci's senior brother, Ma Guixian?"

Chen Pingan nodded, and then took out a white bowl from his sleeve. He seemed to pick up something with his fingers. It was crystal clear like a pearl, with precious light flowing and abundant water transport.

Shao Yunyan was a knowledgeable person and asked with a smile: "What is this?"

Chen Ping'an explained: "I have seen a big demon stop somewhere in the Middle-earth Divine Continent before. It can be regarded as an extra addition to the deal."

Shao Yunyan was confused and joked with a smile: "What are you doing, Mr. Yinguan? No reward for no merit. This trip is just for running errands. It is no different from traveling in the mountains and playing in the water. I don't practice water magic. If you give this to me, wouldn't it be a waste of natural resources?"

However, Madam Rouyan felt dizzy after hearing this. Even if she was eaten by a big monster from the Old Throne, she could... vomit it out?

Our Lord Yin Guan has such great official authority.

Chen Ping'an glanced at Mrs. Rouyan and said angrily: "Go and invite Mr. Qin Hu to come over and talk. Remember, it's a invitation."

When Shuijun, a woman named Qin from Nantang Lake, came, she saw that Chen Yinguan and Shao Jianxian were already standing in the corridor at the door, waiting for her to come to the door.

There was a white bowl on the table. The drop of water in the bowl, when Qin Hujun sat down, felt like meeting an old friend or meeting his old master. The precious light shone and filled the room.

In fact, Chen Ping'an had no intention of doing business with this Qin Hujun. It just happened to be such a coincidence that it was a fate that could not be missed.

After Qin Hujun heard about it, he refused to accept the merit. He only said that it was a great blessing to be able to return 80% of the water of Nantang Lake to its original place. Not to mention the effort of lighting a stick of incense, Nantang Lake It is appropriate to build a shrine for Lord Yin Guan and worship the god.

Her sincere words made the blushing lady beside her feel complicated. She never thought that this dull woman Hu Jun would be so miserable if she didn't speak.

When the young Yinguan left the ferry, Shao Yunyan reminded him with a smile: "Qin Hujun, listen to my advice, forget about building a living temple, and don't secretly enshrine tablets and offer incense every day. After all, Yinguan is also a Confucian." Disciple, this is inconsistent with etiquette."

Lord Qin Hu held the white bowl in both hands but never put it in his sleeves. He thought about it and said, "According to the rules of the Confucian Temple, as the Lord of Lake Water, I am allowed to open the mansion. I can invite a Confucian Confucian Temple sacrificial vessel from the nearby academy." Yes, then if I open my mouth with Guanhu Academy and ask for a certain sage book from Master Wen Sheng, I won’t cause trouble to Master Yin Guan, right?”

Shao Yunyan showed an appreciative look, nodded and said with a smile: "This can be done."

Madam Rouyan was filled with emotion, Mr. Qinhu, you must have practiced in Luopo Mountain.

Tiaobo River has now been officially renamed Laoyu Lake.

Cen Wenqian, the Bo of Jiuhe, was also successfully promoted to the rank of Lord of Yidihu. He was of the same rank as the Lord of Heshui. He had just received a seventh-level official status.

Because Cen Wenqian followed her daughter Hou Jun Yanghua to visit the Ministry of Industry of the Capital and made many suggestions on Dadu dredging and certain "Helong" matters, and was judged to be excellent by the Dali court. Now Cen Wenqian even He also has the temporary official position of being a member of the Water Department of the capital, and every once in a while, he has to go on duty at "Dianmao" in the capital. Moreover, after being recommended by Yang Hua personally and inspected by the Ministry of Rites of the Dali Imperial Court, the promotion to Lord of Hu was passed smoothly. There were many things and many joints, but the speed was extremely fast.

This made Cen Wenqian full of emotions. If the same thing was done in the officialdom of the motherland, it would take less than a month, not to mention a year and a half, to achieve it.

When they saw the green-robed swordsman, they bowed and saluted each other, then looked at each other and smiled. Since both parties knew certain things well, they just kept silent.

As for the stick of incense, Cen Wenqian agreed without hesitation, "Then I won't keep Mr. Chen."

Unexpectedly, Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You still have the energy to drink a few glasses of wine."

Cen Wenqian asked: "Then go to Dieyunling to enjoy the autumn breeze?"

Dieyunling Mountain Shenfu’s self-brewed water is quite famous.

At that time, the scholar named Cui came here because of the fish jumping from the Po River and the wine from Dieyunling. If he could drink wine and eat fish at the same time, he would be a master.

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Those who eat big dogs should just rob the rich and give to the poor."

When they arrived at the Dieyunling Mountain Shrine, Miao Zhu hurriedly prepared a secluded house. Dou Yan stood at the door, greeted him with a smile, and walked forward quickly. The old god had a flattering look on his face, "Isn't this Chen Jianxian? Talking about the almanac today, why is it both a good time to travel far and a good time to entertain guests? It turns out that it was Chen Jianxian who favored me and gave our little ancestral temple a chance to entertain guests. Come on, sit inside. Mr. Cenhu, why did you come here empty-handed? It’s outrageous. Ah, hurry up, inform the Hujun Mansion and send two big fish over, I will personally cook today and make a table of home-cooked dishes for Chen Jianxian."

Helping his Dieyun Ridge to establish a connection with the Bixiao Palace, Hou Jun Yanghua came to this mountain in person. Dou Yan finally became a familiar face with Hou Jun, especially when he helped his old friend Cen Wenqian to tide over the difficulties. Not to mention, it was a blessing in disguise. The change of route was obviously a disaster, but instead she was promoted. Now Cen Wenqian knew that she had a "flirtation" with that prince, let alone calling Chen Jianxian, even if Dou Yan was made to bow his head and imitate those sycophants in the officialdom , there is no problem in calling Mr. Chen Mr. Chen.

Ordinary young people don't know how difficult it is to ask for help. When you are poor, it's cold to the bone in summer, and asking for help is like swallowing a three-foot sword. If you can live your whole life without understanding these old principles, you are probably the truly lucky person.

Originally, Dou Yan had already made preparations to go fishing in the river in person. Cen Wenqian might have visited Daduhou Mansion and Dali Capital several times, but suddenly she was enlightened. She actually asked them to wait, and then went to the river in person. Went fishing.

Soon a table of food and wine was served. Dou Yan took off his apron and casually put it on the back of the chair, indicating that he was indeed cooking by himself.

Chen Pingan picked up a chopstick of steamed seabass, which was the apricot seabass unique to the Tiaobo River. He took another sip of wine, gave a thumbs up, and praised: "Eating fish and drinking wine are delicious and well-deserved." .”

Qing Tong, who was hiding somewhere, could only remind him in a low voice: "If you continue to stay, this business will suffer a big loss."

If Chen Ping'an stays in the dreamland of the long river of time, he will lose some of his merits.

“What’s the point of working so hard in business?”

Chen Pingan laughed with his heart and said: "Isn't it just because I want to drink, a friend invites me to drink, and I can eat and drink as long as I want."

Qingtong had no choice but to continue to wait patiently.

I didn't see you so heroic and heroic before when I had tea at that lady's house.

At that time, Chen Pingan actually murmured a few words in his mind. Judging from his posture, he was about to settle accounts with Yang Hua, who had refused to show up for a long time.

When Dou Yan learned that Luopo Mountain actually planned to establish a sect on Tongye Continent, he began to inquire about the information and asked with a smile: "They really want to learn from our Baoping Continent and open up a new channel? Do they really want to start construction? , can it really happen?"

In Haoran Jiuzhou, the three principal and deputy leaders of the Confucian Temple, together with the wine priests and ministers of the three university palaces, rushed to various continents one after another, and a total of sixteen major sects were sealed.

Beiju Luzhou and Baopingzhou each have one, but Tongyezhou has none. Therefore, one of the things in the Peach Leaf Alliance was to discuss joint efforts to open up Dadu and re-drench the old Du waterway.

Taking the buried river as the main trunk and connecting it to the sea, the empress of the Yao family of the Daquan Dynasty probably had this consideration before she was willing to get involved in those mountain affairs.

Of course, not all water entering the sea can be called "blasphemy".

Just like the Liao River in Tongyezhou, including its tributaries, it is thousands of miles long. Even the rank of the river god is only from the seventh rank, but some water veins are only three or four thousand miles long, and they can still become great rivers.

However, the Confucian Temple has never announced the specific evaluation method for rivers to be renamed, how to be promoted, and how to obtain the suffix "".

Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "We have this plan, but it is difficult to implement it. It is extremely difficult to balance the interests of all parties. Mr. Cenhu is an expert in water control and knows the potholes here best. Furthermore, over at Tongyezhou, No one from the three academies of Dafu, Tianmu and Wuxi dared to nod. Whether this move is feasible or not, even if there is some hint, the academy will definitely not give it. Once Dadu has a backbone The rudimentary form of the river, the merging of dragons, the diversion of streams, and the diversion of routes. In the end, the Confucian Temple could not pass, resulting in this large water never being able to obtain the title of Dadu. So for the Daquan Yao family who participated in this matter, the north side For the Jinding Temple, Pushan Yuncaotang, and all the dynasties, small countries, and immortal mansions on the mountain that were involved, the loss was not just the loss of dozens or hundreds of Grain Rain coins, but the total loss could be as many as tens of thousands if not careful. Guyu Qian's bad debts and confused accounts, and then everyone went back to their respective homes in a mess, and then tried to fill the holes in their respective treasury, it would probably make the ministers of the Ministry of Household Affairs and the God of Wealth on the mountain all resign in anger. Anyway, it doesn't matter. Looking forward to it.”

Dou Yan sighed.

Chen Ping'an raised the wine bowl, bumped it lightly with Dou Shanshen, and asked with a smile: "Why did you think of asking this?"

Cen Wenqian was also curious as to whether the Tongye Continent in the south had a large sulfur, and what it had to do with you, Dou Yan, the mountain god, so she joked, "In front of Sesame Mung Bean Official, I worry about the heart of the First Assistant Minister."

Friends often enjoy trying to tear each other down.

Dou Yan raised his head, drank all the wine in the bowl, and then told the truth, "There is a small mountain sect over there in Tongyezhou. It is one of the mountain forces of the Peach Leaf Alliance. All the way Thanks to some connections, I found our Aquarius Island, and then a mountain god friend of mine got involved somehow. This guy thought there was an opportunity and it was a way to make a fortune, so he asked me if I wanted to join and he could pool some money. After the work is completed, it can be repaid in at most two to three hundred years, and then you can lie down and count money every day. Such a good life can last for seven or eight hundred years. According to the friend, rough calculation, at least there can be Quadruple profits.”

Cen Wenqian laughed angrily and said, "You guys are crazy about money."

Now that the Confucian Temple has reopened the canonization of Dadu, we have three people to thank.

Ai Ai Zhou Wei She. The great Li national master, the embroidered tiger Cui Chan. Yuan Yu, from the Yasheng lineage, is the youngest Academy Headmaster in the history of Haoran.

One is that he has been campaigning for this matter for many years. Since Wei She did not participate in the discussions at the Confucian Temple, there are rumors that Wei She brought up the old matter again and sent a letter to all three Confucian Temple leaders.

Cui Chan, on the other hand, said nothing and never even dealt with the Confucian Temple. He just "went his own way" and "went his own way" to get things done.

The emergence of Qidu has become the best positive example, proving that a large river in a continent has a large river to gather water transportation, and the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

Later, it was Yuan Yu who formally raised the matter during the discussion in the Confucian Temple.

In fact, Chen Ping'an also knew a secret. On that night boat, Chen Ping'an had met Yuan Yu, the Little Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, and the young monk. In addition to investigating the vast world, Chen Ping'an had met In addition to the subtle deviations of the latest weights and measures, he actually made a special trip to complete a Qidu, which is considered one of the key inspection objects.

Dou Yan filled himself up with wine again, raised the wine bowl towards someone, and looked at the handsome swordsman in green shirt with a smile, "Cen Wenqian, you are a little lake gentleman, go and cool down first."

Lord Yin Guan, why don't you give me some accurate words?

If it doesn't work, I advise my friend not to waste money with the fairy money. If it works, then I, Dieyunling, will have to sell everything to raise money.

Chen Pingan poured the wine, shook the wine bowl, and said with his tongue: "This stack of Yunling wine is not cheap."

Cen Wenqian knocked the wine bowl on the table, reminding Dou Yan not to push too far, and glared: "Dou Dashan, Mr. Chen has said so much, but you still don't understand. After being a mountain god for a long time, you can't understand human words anymore? "

Because Cen Wenqian can conclude that as long as nothing unexpected happens, Tongyezhou will never think of reopening Dadu. Chen Jianxian's words just now have already revealed the secret, which can be regarded as the final word on the matter.

How could a Peach Leaf Alliance, with only a few forces on the mountain and below, have the ability to accomplish such a feat? One of the so-called agendas was just a superficial effort to unite people's hearts.

There is only one possibility to create a great path for Tongyezhou, and that is to be led by the Yugui Sect, and it must be Wei Ying who shows up in person, and does not hesitate to consume the merits of his own sect, and then pulls in the Liu family of Aaiaizhou. The wealthy Guojiang Dragon may even recruit his northern ally, the Great Li Imperial Court, to share the accounts together.

Chen Pingan thought for a moment and said, "Not only Brother Dou, but also Mr. Cen, if you have some spare money on hand, you can count on it."

Cen Wenqian was stunned, the new Lake Lord was a little confused.

Chen Ping'an continued: "Dou Shanshen, you have to give me a guarantee. It's okay to borrow money from people everywhere, but even to your colleague and friend, don't say a word more, even if you can't bear it, If the other party asks, just give a perfunctory answer and just say that it is a gossip you heard on the roadside. It is not accurate. It is his business to believe it or not. You must not drink too much that day and let us have a drink today. Homely, tell the truth to anyone."

Dou Yan nodded and laughed, "If I don't understand these official rules, I will be the mountain god of Dieyunling for nothing."

Cen Wenqian asked curiously: "What is this?"

As a result, the other party smiled and gave an answer.

"I'll make it happen."

Cen Wenqian was speechless. She just felt it was incredible. She couldn't believe it, but she had to believe it.

The implication of this young swordsman's words could not be clearer.

I can do things that the three Academy Headmasters dare not nod.

Cen Wenqian was silent for a long time, but as soon as the Hu Jun opened his mouth, Dou Yan almost spit out a mouthful of wine.

"Mr. Chen, I have been short of money for a long time. You have to lend me some money, of course Guyu money."

Chen Ping'an had just picked up a piece of steamed seabass with chopsticks and hung it in mid-air. He said helplessly: "This plate of fish is really not cheap."

Finally, wait until Chen Pingan leaves Dieyunling.

Dou Yan said in confusion: "It's strange. Why do I always have an illusion? It makes no sense."

Cen Wenqian smiled and said: "We are obviously drinking at the same table, but it feels like we are in another world?"

Dou Yan slapped the table, "You hit the nail on the head! That's how I feel! Wen Qian, are we dreaming?"

Cen Wenqian asked with a smile: "If you want to verify the authenticity of this matter, it's very simple. Just stick your face over and I'll slap you."

Dou Yan laughed and cursed a few times, then stopped his laughter and asked softly: "Isn't it all because of the scholar named Cui that we had so many good things?"

Cen Wenqian nodded.

Dou Yan was silent for a long time, and only managed to say one good thing, "This person named Chen is very nostalgic."

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Shujian Lake recently had its first Lake Lord.

This is definitely not a good thing for the Zhenjing Sect, whose jurisdiction encompasses the entire Shujian Lake.

It's not just a matter of getting a share of the pie, it's like there's an extra bed beside the couch.

According to the latest gold and jade genealogy of the Confucian Temple, the new Lord of the Lake is ranked from the high position of the third grade, which is equivalent to the rank of the Dali Iron Fu River Water God and the old Qiantang Chang.

Regarding this matter, looking at the lively Aquarius continent's local genealogy monks, they also showed some sympathy for the Zhenjing Sect. The Dali imperial court was indeed somewhat suspected of burning bridges.

It is said that the person who single-handedly facilitated this incident was Liu Qingfeng, the old minister who had died of illness in office.

I just don’t know how the current, third sect leader of Zhenjing Sect, Liu Laocheng of Gongliu Island, feels now.

Will the Jade Guizong be resentful for this and create some rift with the Dali Song family?

Anyway, in the past few months, the atmosphere in the Zhenjing Sect and the cities around Shujian Lake has been a bit strange, as if the fist pumps on every wine table have become much quieter.

In the realm of Falcon Mountain, there is a small sect that has been established just a few years ago. The leader is an old monk named Zhang Ye who was a casual cultivator.

The changes in Shujian Lake are like a heavy rain that is ready to go. Whoever has a big house and a lot of courtyards will get more raindrops, but it doesn't matter if the house is small.

Almost every year, an old friend comes here to visit Zhangye.

The female island owner of Sulin Island, Tian Hujun, who is Liu Zhimao's disciple, is a local golden elixir immortal in Shujian Lake.

She also came here today, but like her master, she used a blinding technique because the person she saw was Zhang Jing.

Among the monks on Qingxia Island, Zhang Dao, who served as the director of the fishing house, was one of the earliest "Conglong ministers" who followed Liu Zhimao.

Without Zhang Jing, who was born as a genealogy monk, there might not have been the later Zhenjun Jiejiang, let alone the current chief minister of the Zhenjing Sect.

Zhang Tie was in a small room, sitting around a brazier with his old master Liu Zhimao and Tian Hujun. Zhang Tie was drinking a bowl of Wutiao wine from Chishuicheng. This kind of fairy wine is extremely expensive. Expensive, it doesn't mean that distinguished guests come to the door, and they will not be easily used to entertain guests. A small family needs to spend money everywhere. He, as the leader, cannot help himself, spending lavishly on the cultivation of those disciples, the spiritual weapons that are the natal objects, and the daily medicinal diet. , and the occasional favors to Falcon Luoshan's neighbor, the Immortal Mansion... There is no need for immortal money,

Although he was a little shabby, his life was so fulfilling that Zhang Ding didn't even think of it as joy amid hardship.

On the road of life, the last time I had such a state of mind was many years ago, when I just met Liu Zhimao.

One is ambitious, the other is lofty, and two paupers who make their fortune from scratch will look forward to the future together.

Zhang Jing held the wine bowl, twisted a peanut and threw it into his mouth. He asked curiously: "What is the origin and background of this new Lord of Lake? How come there is no official news at all."

Liu Zhimao sneered and said: "Zhang Ye, the head of the Langhuan Sect, was the second in command of Qingxia Island in his early years, and the wild cultivator Zhang Ding who was under one person and outnumbered ten thousand people in Shujian Lake, ended up under the hands of a Dragon Gate monk in Falcon Mountain. Half-rented and half-bought a huge piece of land, tell me, Master Zhang, what kind of official connections do you have? Those landscape newspapers nowadays are all borrowed from the monks of Falcon Mountain, right?"

Zhang Tao picked up a few rice cakes from the plate, dipped them in fermented bean curd, and then placed them on the iron mesh above the stove to bake, "I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. Besides, my sect is It’s small, but getting a name is big. As for the expense of landscape newspapers and newspapers, save as much as possible. Borrow them from others to read them. There won’t be a few words missing from the newspapers. If you don’t read them, you won’t read them in vain.”

The Langhuan Blessed Land in Liuxia Continent and the Yuanyang Blessed Land in Jinjia Continent are both excellent places that are famous among the nine continents.

It was just a big mistake and they were able to name it Langhuan Sect, but it meant that Zhang's sect would never be able to join the sect in the future unless it changed its name temporarily.

In recent years, every time Zhang Jin went to Shujian Lake, there were only two places where he went to see Zeng Ye, the ghost cultivator who he regarded as "taking him to the mountains to practice". It was Zhang Yu who took the simple and cowardly young man away from Mao Yue. After arriving at Qingxia Island and meeting the accountant, all the opportunities and situations that followed came to me. There is also the ruins of Hengbo Island in the past. In fact, it is just a piece of water now.

Anyway, Zhang Ding would deliberately bypass Qingxia Island, obviously making up his mind to draw a clear line with the past.

Liu Zhimao said: "The new Lake Lord Xia Fan is a ghost. It is said that he was a scout of the Great Li border army. He made considerable military exploits during his lifetime and led a team to attack and kill a Nascent Soul Realm monster. After taking office this time, , He has not appeared many times in public, and his true character is not yet known. In short, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp, but a smiling tiger. Especially since he has an unknown aide with him. His name is Wu Guanqi, and he has no nickname. I heard He is a casual cultivator. From what I see, he is probably a ruthless person who was born as a Da Li spy. I heard Liu Laocheng say that Xia Fan can stand out from the crowd of heroic spirits and fill such a huge gap. It seems that The Empress Dowager Da Li has contributed a lot secretly."

Zhang Ding smiled and said: "We, the little miscellaneous fish who only eat in the shallow water on the shore, can just watch the excitement of this kind of fight between gods who come and go in the fog."

Liu Zhimao laughed and said, "You are indeed much more comfortable than me."

Over the years, Liu Zhimao has been repeatedly persuading Zhang Qi to return to Shujian Lake. Even if he is not serving as a genealogy master for the Zhenjing Sect, he can just pick one of the vassal islands in Hengbo Mansion on Qingxia Island, just like Mr. Tianhu, and make a fortune. Dangdang, the owner of the island, can he create a sect? It's better than being anonymous here, leading a group of young people and big boys who have some qualifications for cultivation, and dealing with chicken and dog excrement all day long. Is that okay?

If it were another person who was so ignorant and didn't know anything about it, Liu Zhimao would have been slapped to death.

But I heard that this person was the first to recommend this piece of land.

And because Zhang Jin chose such a name for his sect, Liu Zhimao privately invited an earth master to come here to survey the geography, but he couldn't find any clues.

With Liu Zhimao's consistent behavior in his early years, Falcon Luoshan can change its owner.

I used to be a wild cultivator, but now my status has changed. I have to be kind and spend some money. Is it just that the other party dares to offer a high price?

Never take the chief minister of a sect seriously.

Liu Zhimao glanced sideways at his eldest disciple, "Look at yourself, and then look at others. They say people are more irritating than others, so why don't you die?"

Every time Mr. Tian Hu is in this room, he really doesn’t even dare to take a big drink.

I was afraid that I might make Master unhappy, and then I would settle old and new accounts with myself.

Upon hearing Liu Zhimao's words that concealed murderous intent, Tian Hujun turned pale instantly.

The "people" that Master calls are, of course, the current hidden official.

Zhang Dao shook his head and said with a smile: "Tian Hujun is not bad. Isn't even the Golden Pill Earth Immortal worthless now?"

Liu Zhimao sneered, "It's always valuable over there in Tongyezhou. If our Tian Dixian goes there, it won't be difficult to establish a sect."

Zhang Dao actually has a good impression of Tian Hujun who has grown up step by step, but her Taoist heart is not tough enough. As for her intention to harm others, she is actually not much. In the old Shujian Lake, this kind of monk had no realm and was not ruthless enough. , on the contrary, it is difficult to gain a foothold in the long term. However, time has passed and I have become a genealogy monk of the Zhenjing Sect. It is nothing more than a good practice, without too many intrigues and dangerous fights with anyone, but on the contrary, I can expect achievements.

This is probably like a joke made by the accountant back then: people today can't explain what will happen tomorrow.

After that, there is another heartfelt saying: If nothing happens when you wake up today, it will be a good time in the world.

Zhang Jing calmed down a little and said jokingly: "You, the Zhenjing Sect, have no ability. You are the best in the world because you change the sect leader frequently. If you change people again, it will be your turn as the next sect leader."

Jiang Shangzhen, Wei Ying, Liu Laocheng, the top leaders in the Zushi Hall, have to be replaced before their seats are warm.

Liu Zhimao didn't hide anything from his old friend and said with a smile: "Liu Laocheng mentioned it to me in private and asked me if I had this intention. If so, he would start planning this matter now. When the time comes, Liu Laocheng will recommend him to the sect, so as not to make a temporary decision and find it difficult to pass the Jade Guizong. After all, Wei Ying is not a vegetarian. He will definitely have his own layout, just talk about the Jiuyi Sect. Feng, now he has a new master. However, I did not agree to this matter."

To be honest, the three previous heads of Yugui Sect, from Xun Yuan, to Jiang Shangzhen, and now to Wei Ying, any one of them is a character with extremely powerful skills.

Zhang Jing was a little surprised and handed Liu Zhimao a piece of rice cake that was baked into golden brown, and then gave another to Tian Hujun, "Why don't you agree? There is a huge difference between being the number one and the number two."

Liu Zhimao took the rice cake, lowered his head and ate it, "I finally figured it out. This genealogical identity on my body is a piece of clothing that can't be taken off after being passed on. Others look at it to keep warm, but I feel too hot wearing it and want to take it off. If I don’t wear it anymore, I have to take off my clothes and a layer of skin. If I am still just the chief worshipper, there will be no way out in the future, but if I succeed as the sect leader, I will have to go to the dark side in this life. "

After all, it is no better than being a wild cultivator from Shanze who acts as he pleases, acts unscrupulously, has high power, and holds the power of life and death.

In those days, anyone who wanted to climb up Shujian Lake had to blaze a bloody trail. Just think about any island owner back then, no matter how big or small, who didn’t have bones under his feet to use as stepping stones?

Now.

One is that the monk's own realm has the final say.

The next thing is to rely on connections and teachers.

In short, don’t take the realm of monks in the title of Zong too seriously.

Let’s just talk about the little girl named Zhou Caizhen on Gongliu Island. What qualifications does she have for cultivation? What’s the result? Not to mention that Li Furui regarded her as his own, more direct than his direct descendant, even if the sect leader Liu Laocheng saw her, he would look kindly on her face.

There is also Li Furui’s new disciple, named Guo Chunxi. He comes from a small place called Xianyou County. He was once a pure martial artist with only half a skill. He is a three-level qi practitioner who relied solely on the money from the gods. In the future, he will be able to do the Dongfu level. , Li Fuxi is really willing to accept him as his direct successor? It was nothing more than a mess thrown by Jiang Shangzhen, and Li Furui didn't dare to neglect it at all. She couldn't help but not care about it and didn't make any efforts.

In the same way, Li Furui, who is the second-ranking worshiper, would not dare to say anything to Jiang Shangzhen. Among the members of the Zhenjing Sect's Ancestral Master Hall, who would dare not take it seriously if she casually makes insinuations with others?

Besides, where did Zeng Ye, who was stupid but blessed, get that secret book from? How could he be praised by others as "a secret book that can open up a unique way to the ghost world"?

Could it be that it fell from the sky? It can barely be calculated, after all, Jiang Shangzhen threw it to Zeng Ye casually, and then Zeng Ye picked it up while walking on the roadside.

Zhang Ding glanced at his old friend and nodded, "I understand."

From the corner of his eye, Liu Zhimao caught a glimpse of the eldest disciple, who was happily eating rice cakes there.

Damn, what an ignorant piece of trash.

Our Lord Jiejiang was so angry that he almost couldn't help himself and slapped her in the face.

In fact, Liu Zhimao's words have two hidden meanings.

Liu Laocheng has only been in the Immortal Realm for a few years, but he has the confidence to reach a higher level and seek the legendary Ascension Realm!

Otherwise, why would Liu Laocheng be so friendly with Liu Zhimao? Don’t you just want to be a comfortable Supreme Emperor of Zhenjing Sect in the future?

Then there was Liu Zhimao’s so-called escape route. Tian Hujun couldn’t understand it, but Zhang Jing understood at one point that it meant that the colorful world would reopen next time.

Liu Zhimao is very likely to go there to establish a sect! He should be the founder of that sect. Not the fourth sect leader of some bullshit sect.

This thing is really possible, and there is no need to break up with Yu Guizong. One less chief minister of the lower sect, but one more ally on the mountain who founded a sect in the colorful world. Although if you want to open the door and then close it again next time, if you want to cross the two worlds, it cannot be done without the Ascension Realm, but there is no guarantee of the world's affairs. For example, what if Liu Zhimao was lucky enough to reach the Ascension Realm? Another example is that the Confucian Temple suddenly changed its mind and wanted to communicate with Wucai Tianxia for a long time? Like the tea-horse trade on the borders of secular dynasties?

Tian Hujun was obviously aware of Master's displeasure, but she didn't know where she was wrong. She was depressed for a moment. She just felt extremely miserable, but she didn't dare to show it at all, so she had to lower her head and gnaw the rice cake, which tasted like chewing wax.

Zhang Ding remembered an interesting story and said with a smile: "I heard that the strange man who has been wandering around Chishuicheng for many years has now become a guest in the Hujun's house. What is his origin? Could it be that it is true to the old saying that strangers have been strangers since ancient times? , How much of it is hidden in Tugu?"

A few years ago, a strange foreigner came to Chishuicheng. He could play the iron flute and had an eccentric temperament. Sometimes he wore a red shirt with big sleeves, like a kid from the Liang Chinese tribe, with a hairpin on his head, walking alone with a look of disdain. Sometimes he wore ragged clothes like a beggar from a poor family. My son, he begged on the streets wherever he met, and as long as someone was willing to give him money, he would help tell fortunes. Regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, he would follow up and give out a few words similar to prophecies.

Liu Zhimao sneered, "He's just an old Jindan who knows a little bit about physiognomy. He likes to pretend to be magic, and he can deceive traffickers and people. He doesn't stick to trivial matters in appearance, but in his heart he is the kind of sour scholar you hate the most in your life. He insists that everything must be done right. From an individual perspective, if the people around you bow to those who work in the fields and those who collect manure from the latrines, they will say, 'Even my face is shameful.'"

At this point, Liu Zhimao took a sip of wine and said, "Those of you who have read a few books, don't worry about scolding yourself and others. Your words can disgust people."

Zhang Jing finished a bowl of wine and shook the flask. There was not much left. He poured the last bowl of wine and sighed for no reason, "Life is not about reading and appreciating paintings. When you see the mountains in the paintings, you don't know the real pain of trekking. It is also like the bitter rain and sorrow in the poem. Although it is a good line in the poem, it is extremely painful for those who use it."

"That's the truth, but it sounds awkward."

Liu Zhimao nodded and said: "Zhang Ding, to be honest, you have been a genealogy monk all your life. Even though you followed me and founded Qingxia Island together and had a huge business, you have never been a Shanze for a day. Yexiu.”

Zhang Jing smiled and asked: "What about you? Now that you have become the chief priest of a sect, have you ever been the genealogy master for a day?"

Liu Zhimao was speechless.

Zhang Jing raised the wine bowl and said with a smile: "There are endless things in the world outside the house, but there is only one cup in front of me."

Liu Zhimao bumped into him lightly and said, "This old boy is addicted to slanderous articles."

Zhang Jiang raised his head and finished the drink and asked, "Aren't you going back to Hengbo Mansion on Qingxia Island to have a New Year's Eve dinner? Is it possible that you still have to stay vigil here with me?"

Liu Zhimao smiled and said, "Why not?"

Zhang Ding waved his hand, "No need, I still have a serious New Year's Eve dinner here. With you two here eating and drinking, it probably won't feel like the New Year."

Liu Zhimao smiled and was about to get up and leave.

Indeed, I don’t know how many years ago it was last time I had New Year’s Eve dinner.

But at this moment, there was someone unnoticed on the other side of the door, leaning against the door, holding his hands in his sleeves, smiling and saying: "Chief Liu has lofty ambitions. He is thinking about going to the colorful world right now. He is really far-sighted. Good ambition and good layout.”

Zhang Jing just raised his head with a sincere smile.

But Liu Zhimao was sweating profusely in an instant. He was afraid of the person behind him, and even more afraid that that person could stand quietly outside the house for so long.

If this sword is handed out, wouldn't everything be over?

Tian Hujun couldn't hide his pale face, and his Taoist heart was trembling uncontrollably.

However, Liu Zhimao soon returned to normal and turned to look at the old acquaintance outside the door.

When we first met, the other person seemed like a little ant running around and working beside his shoe. Whether he would be trampled to death or not would depend on his own mood.

When we met again for the second time, the other party tried his best and tried his best to stay under the shelter of others on Qingxia Island, so he could barely sit down and have a drink with him on an equal footing.

The third time was in Zhengyang Mountain. Both parties were guests, and the young mountain owner of Luolu Mountain was able to lead him away.

As for today.

Maybe the other party views me, the chief priest of the sect and a Jade Purity monk, as an ant?

Mud legs in back alleys. Mr. Accountant of Qingxia Island. Lord Chen of Luolu Mountain. The last hidden official of the Jianqi Great Wall, the newest engraver on the city wall.

Tian Hujun's state of mind is somewhat different from others.

Because the thing that makes Tian Hujun most afraid is not those shocking deeds and identities, but a "little thing" that few people probably know about.

The man in green shirt in front of him, even if he puts aside all his identities and feats.

He is still a person who can slap Gu Can in front of everyone, and Gu Can will smile sincerely.

Liu Zhimao stood up, turned around, clasped his fists heavily, and said with a hearty smile: "I've seen Yin Guan!"

Zhang Jing stood up and said with a smile: "What a rare visitor. Last time my sect was founded, I sent a letter to Luopo Mountain, but I still couldn't invite Accountant Chen. I will have to punish myself later."

Tian Hujun stood up, tried his best to stabilize his mind, and said softly: "I have met Mr. Chen."

Chen Pingan stretched out his palm and pressed it a few times, then said with a smile: "There are all old friends in this room, so why are you so polite?"

As a result, even Zhang Ding still had to wait until Chen Pingan sat down first before sitting down, let alone Chief Liu and Tian Dixian.

"I wasn't even on Luolu Mountain at that time. Why did you invite me? I really wasn't the one to stage it. No matter who I was staged with, I couldn't get it to go to Brother Zhang's side."

Chen Ping'an actually drank a bowl of wine, raised the back of his hand and wiped his mouth, "This Chi Shuicheng Wu Tiao wine is nothing but expensive."

Afterwards, I asked Zhang Zhen about some things about the Langhuan Sect. As the master of the mountain, Chen Pingan agreed on behalf of Luopo Mountain. From now on, as long as he is a disciple of the Langhuan Sect and travels, he can go to Luopo Mountain. , if there is a pure martial artist with good qualifications, as long as Zhang Dao is willing, he can be placed at Luopo Mountain, and it will be no problem for him to stay for two or three years. During this period, there will be someone to help teach him boxing.

Liu Zhimao said helplessly: "I originally thought that Mr. Yin Guan would help me to persuade him, but now it seems that it is not possible."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "There is a kind of strong person who can take the hard life seriously and not complain about God or others."

Zhang Ding waved his hand, "It's just a poor life with no worries about food and clothing. It's not a hard life."

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

Liu Zhimao laughed.

Zhang Ding also laughed at himself and raised his wine bowl, "I can't beat you, just drink and drink."

A certain truth is like a river, and another seemingly negative truth is actually just a tributary of that river.

Tian Hujun was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and finally chewed out the aftertaste.

For a moment, she felt even more ashamed of herself. In a room full of people, it seemed that she was the least intelligent person. It was really bad.

There are only two ways for a person to be unsociable, one is to stand out from the crowd, and the other is to stand out from the crowd.

Liu Zhimao asked tentatively: "Are you planning to meet the new Lake Lord?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Don't worry, there is no need for Chief Liu to introduce me on my behalf."

After drinking another bowl of wine, Chen Ping'an stood up and left, only to let Zhang Dao be delivered to the door.

Zhang Jing said from the bottom of his heart: "If Liu Zhimao asks you for help later, for the sake of my little pride, I hope you can help me if you can. If you can't help, forget it."

The old monk added, "At least, at least I beg you not to settle old scores with this guy."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said to himself, "It used to be difficult to explain a truth clearly, but that truth is not that small, but now it is easy to explain the same truth clearly, but that truth is not that big."

Zhang Ding heard that Xian understood the elegant meaning, nodded and said: "Next time I go to Luopo Mountain to meet you for a drink."

Chen Ping'an reminded: "Remember to inform Luopo Mountain in advance. It's not that I'm too arrogant, but I go out often, so I may not stay on the mountain."

Zhang Ding smiled and agreed.

Chen Pingan finally joked, "As the leader of a faction, you have a lot of leisure time."

Zhang Dao laughed. Although there is a so-called mountain sect now, everything has to be calculated carefully. To be honest, Zhang Dao needs Zhang Dao to rent acres of fertile land and buy several houses outside the sect. I have seen it in person, and during the autumn harvest season, Zhang is even happy to work in the fields himself. The scene is not just that of a white-haired old farmer standing tall in the fields.

Sure enough, as Zhang Jin expected, not long after leaving the house, Liu Zhimao asked in his heart: "I wonder what the colorful world is like now?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said with a smile: "You will know as soon as Zhenjun Jiejiang leaves."

Seeing that the other party did not want to say more, Liu Zhimao had no choice but to ask. In fact, he just wanted to ask if there were many monks in the upper five realms over there now. Of course, if he could have some relationship with Ascension City, to be precise, it would be A good relationship with the summer palace in Feisheng City is even more desirable. Now it seems that if I really go to the colorful world, as long as I don't get tripped up by this young hidden official secretly and wear small shoes, I should burn high incense?

Chen Pingan smiled and cupped his hands, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Liu Zhimao then concealed himself and took Tian Hujun with him to ride the wind and return to Qingxia Island.

Overlooking Shujian Lake, one of the islands has willows curling up by the water, just like the waist of the girl next door.

As for the Nahujun Water Mansion, it is located deep under the water in Shujian Lake, with beautiful mountain roots and water veins. It is also a continuous building "built on the mountain". Although it is not luxurious, it is not vulgar.

The Zhenjing Sect has withdrawn from several nearby islands above the water. On one of the large islands, a new Hujun Temple has been built. The Zhenjing Sect is extremely sincere.

The new Lord of Lake, Xia Fan, and his staff member Wu Guanqi were playing chess in a pavilion.

The young-looking Hu Jun was wearing a blue-green dragon robe, which was not considered transgression.

The scribe in white who sat opposite him had a middle-aged appearance, holding a folding fan in one hand and a twister in the other.

Xia Fan gently placed a piece on the chessboard and asked, "Do you want to test Liu Laocheng again?"

Wu Guanqi nodded and said: "Of course it is necessary, but don't be too hasty. If you don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, Shang Zong Wei Ying is very courageous. Besides, Liu Laocheng is an immortal, and he was born as a wild cultivator, and his luck is there The body should not be underestimated. If you want to break through the big situation, you don't need to use great strength, just cut in a little bit and be light."

Xia Fan said with a smile: "Liu Laocheng is so knowledgeable that we can't seem to find a chance for the new official to take office."

As soon as he took office, Liu Laocheng took the initiative to visit him, handed over the land deeds and sent away the islands without saying a word.

Xia Fan then asked: "Does Mr. Wu have a chance to contact Liu Zhimao and win over him?"

Wu Guanqi shook his head and said: "Hujun's Mansion can't give Liu Zhimao what he wants, so we don't have to humiliate ourselves and become a joke to Zhenjun Jiejiang."

In the next game of chess, Xia Fan fell into long exams several times, but Wu Guanqi made every move quickly.

It's just that the two sides playing chess don't know that there is such a "true gentleman" standing beside the chessboard who is really watching the chess without saying a word.

Qing Tong couldn't help but remind him again: "Why are you wasting it like this?"

Chen Pingan just put his hands behind his back, looked at the chess game on the table, and said calmly: "Don't worry, let's wait until they decide the winner."

Each made another dozen moves,

Chen Ping'an saw that the overall situation was decided, and glanced at the folding fan in Wu Guanqi's hand. Previously, this person said that Wei Ying was very brave, but in fact he was not bad either. There were eight characters written on one side of the folding fan.

"Among the flowers, I am the Lord of the East."

In an instant, ripples rippled, and Wu Guanqi asked before Lake Lord Xia Fan.

"who?!"

"I."

Wu Guanqi's face changed slightly, and he seemed very angry.

On the other hand, Xia Fan, Lord of the Lake, remained calm in the face of danger and looked at the man in green shirt with great interest as his figure and face gradually appeared.

After seeing the other party's face clearly, Xia Fan immediately stood up, bowed and said: "The little god pays homage to Yin Guan."

Wu Guanqi smiled slightly, closed the folding fan, lowered his head and cupped his hands and said, "I have met Chen Jianxian."

Chen Pingan returned the salute with his hands and fists, and said: "The current situation is hard-won. I sincerely ask Mr. Xia Hu to cherish it more."

Xia Fan nodded with a smile and said: "Planning your own affairs in your position is the meaning of the question."

In fact, before Chen Pingan showed up, he was almost certain that his trip would be in vain.

The new Lord of Lake, Xia Fan, and the mastermind, Wu Guanqi, are both smart people, especially the latter, who is very thoughtful.

Before coming here, Chen Ping'an actually went to the offices of Hujun's residence, especially the archives room. There are many secret records. For example, Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi, who were born in Maoyue Island, are all on the list. In addition, many familiar names were found. It can be said that no effort was spared in collecting intelligence, and the results were fruitful.

He is two extremes from the genius brother from Zhengyang Shanshui Longfeng.

And looking at the handwriting in those files, it was obvious that they were all written by one person.

Even Zhou Caizhen of Gongliu Island has many records here. There are also some speculations by the main author on the booklet. Looking at the ink on the file, it seems that they were added later. For example, Jiang Shangzhen, whose pseudonym is Zhou Fei, and Sword Fairy Li Cai, a woman from Duckweed Sword Lake, plus some bits and pieces of gossip, this person can deduce that this Jiang Shangzhen is extremely doting on her, and can be said to be his kin. The little girl raised by her daughter is very likely to have her real hometown being Luzhou, Beiju.

Chen Ping'an didn't have much to say about this. Wu Guanqi, as a staff member of the Shui Mansion, was responsible for his responsibilities, and he couldn't be too careful.

How could Chen Ping'an not know the origins of Shujian Hushui Mansion? He would only know more truth than Liu Zhimao. For example, Xia Fan, apart from being a candidate hand-picked by the Queen Mother, knew everything about his hometown, place of origin, and battlefield resume. As for Wu Guanqi, Luoposhan knew relatively little about the inside story. He seemed to have been in charge of the intelligence of the Da Li court in the middle of Yizhou, and he was considered a colleague of Li Baozhen.

Chen Pingan turned to look at Wu Guanqi, "Don't you think so?"

Wu Guanqi had an interesting saying, "I don't dare."

As a result, Chen Jianxian from Luolu Mountain used a more interesting statement.

"I think you dare."

Wu Guanqi sneered and said: "I, Dali, have never had any precedent of punishing someone with an unscrupulous intention."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "That's because the position you are standing in is never high enough, so you don't know the real rules of my senior brother. You must know that the most powerful thing about work and knowledge is originally to go for 'intention'. If you If you don't even understand this, you can't be the accountant of Hujun Shui Mansion."

Wu Guanqi remained silent.

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "What's more, what if one day, I accidentally become the new national preceptor of Da Li, and I will set a precedent specifically for you. What will you do? Wouldn't it be extremely embarrassing? You can pick up the face you have lost on the ground. Get up, but if you say something out loud, how can you eat it back in your stomach, right?"

Wu Guanqi hesitated to speak, and his momentum was obviously much weaker.

Chen Ping'an smiled and stretched out his hand to hold the man's shoulder, "So, young people should not be too sharp. Just like walking with a lantern in broad daylight, if there is any suspicion of swaggering through the city, you should learn to hold a candle and walk at night."

Wu Guanqi, who was called "young man" by a young man, had a tense face. He would probably turn pale if he continued talking like this.

Fortunately, the uninvited guest said goodbye and disappeared.

There are multiple restrictions on the water house at the bottom of the lake, which are completely useless.

Inside Chishui City, there is a Yuanwei Street that is several miles long and lined with shops.

Since today is New Year's Eve and almost all of them are closed, Chen Ping'an stopped in front of a shop where he once bought an ancient bronze sword named "Da Fang Qu Huang".

After walking about fifty or sixty steps, Chen Pingan slowly sat down on the steps between the two shops.

There once was a foreign wanderer who disguised himself as middle-aged and sat here for a while, then went to look for trouble.

Qing Tong appeared at the side, still wearing a power fence on his head, but his true appearance was not visible.

For some reason, Qing Tong felt that this sword cultivator seemed a little sad, not too much, not too sad.

Like a gluttonous drunkard who has no money to buy wine and has to close the door and sulk?

But Chen Pingan quickly stood up.

Qing Tong asked: "I'm not urging you, I'm just asking casually. How many places do you want to go to next?"

Chen Pingan stretched and said with a smile, "It's almost time."

When a young man is full of energy, he will do two or three things at once, and the rest will come to light. The mountains and rivers are magnificent and will last for eternity, but where is the wind and tide?

Swordsmen or not, they are all swordsmen anyway.