Sword of Coming

At the dinner table, Li Er muttered a little, this was the second time his daughter-in-law asked him to drink more, even though he was open to drinking, it had been many years since the last time.

Seeing that Chen Ping deliberately suppressed his fist intentions, drank three or two cups, and soon blushed, Li Er felt that something was wrong, why, he fell asleep when he was drunk, thinking that he could eat less A punch is a meal? But this is not something that Chen Pingan can do.

However, Li Er was very happy when someone had a drink with him, so he stepped on the bench with one leg, never thinking that he just lifted his foot, hooked his back, and wanted to pick up a piece of fried pork with winter bamboo shoots that was far away from him with chopsticks. The man stared at him and taught him to act like an elder. Li Er was so entangled that he had to sit down. I had never seen her so preoccupied before. When I drank a few ounces of wine occasionally, my daughter-in-law It doesn’t matter, their family has always been like this. Li Huai liked to squat on the bench and eat the chicken legs and hooves when he was a child, and he didn’t have a so-called tutor. What women don’t eat at the table, and there is no such rule in Li Er’s family .

Li Er glanced at the dish that was intentionally placed by Chen Ping'an's hand, only to find that his wife glanced at him, and Li Er understood that this dish of fried pork with winter bamboo shoots was nothing to do with him.

The meat and hard dishes on the table are all on Chen Pingan's side, and Li Er's side is full of vegetarian dishes with clear soup and little water. Li Er took a sip of his wine and smiled. In fact, this scene is not unfamiliar.

In the years when Li Huai didn't go out to study and travel far away, his family has always been like this.

Li Huai stayed at the Tai Sui Academy to study and learn, and the three of them moved to the foot of Lion Peak Mountain in Luzhou, Beiju. Even though Li Liu often went down the mountain, the family of three gathered for dinner, without Li Huai making trouble there, Li Er always felt a little less Taste, Li Er didn't feel patriarchal at all, it had nothing to do with who his daughter Li Liu was. Over the years, Li Er has only asked Li Liu, that outside matters should be settled outside, and not brought home, of course, the son-in-law is an exception.

Chen Pingan was 70% to 80% drunk, so that his teeth would not chatter when he spoke, and he could walk without hindrance. He left the Eight Immortals Table and the main room, went to Li Huai's room to rest, took off his boots, lay down gently, closed his eyes, and sat down suddenly. Get up, turn the boots beside the bed, turn the direction of the boots, and then continue to lie down and sleep peacefully.

It turned out that he missed his hometown Luoba Mountain and his great disciple who opened the mountain.

Li Er was busy cleaning up the dishes, but the woman was still sitting there, and said without thinking: "Li Er, what do you think of this child Chen Pingan?"

Li Er smiled and said, "Okay."

Otherwise, the man would not have thought of selling the Dragon King basket and the golden carp to Chen Pingan privately. For this reason, he was scolded in Yang's shop.

The woman whispered: "Do you think this child can look up to our daughter?"

Li Er stopped his hands and said helplessly: "It's not a matter of looking down on or not. Chen Ping'an already has someone he likes."

The woman was disappointed, "Our daughter is not lucky."

Li Er smiled and said nothing.

The woman slapped the table and said angrily, "Why are you laughing? Is Li Liu your biological daughter? Did I steal the man?"

Li Er shrank his neck and said in a low voice, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

The woman complained: "My daughter is lacking in heart. A father is worthless and doesn't care. What crime did our daughter do in her previous life that she was reincarnated at home to suffer. Is it possible that Li Huai will have to support her father and mother in the future?" Daughter-in-law, in the end, you even have to take care of your married sister for the rest of your life?"

Li Er asked curiously: "Dong Shuijing and Lin Shouyi, who study in the same school as Li Huai, have liked our daughter since they were young, and I have never seen you care so much before. And the scholar who walked with us last time , don’t you think it actually looks good?”

The woman shook her head, "That's different. After looking at it, I still think that Chen Ping'an is the most like Mr. Qi from the school. I can't explain the truth, but I can see people very accurately."

Li Er stopped talking, nodded, and continued to clean up the dishes.

The last time his daughter-in-law allowed herself to drink was when Mr. Qi came to the door.

The woman tentatively asked: "How can our daughter really get a chance?"

Li Er felt a little guilty, and the next punching punch made Chen Pingan eat to death, maybe there was a chance but there was no chance, right?

The next day, when the sky was slightly bright, Chen Pingan got up, helped carry water and returned. When the neighbors asked about the well, they said that they were distant relatives of the Li family.

Then Li Er took Chen Pingan out to the Lion Peak, and told the woman that he was going for a walk on the mountain, but the woman smiled openly from ear to ear, and said nothing. Li Er was a little confused, not knowing what kind of abacus he had.

Li Er took Chen Pingan straight to the Lion Peak Patriarch Hall.

Chatting along the way, Li Er and Chen Pingan thanked Zheng Dafeng for guarding the gate at Luopo Mountain.

Chen Ping said nothing.

But Li Er said that with Zheng Dafeng's temper, in the past, he became a useless person in a foreign country, and he would definitely not want to go back to Yang's shop for the rest of his life. After such a lifetime of scribbling, in the end, the master, an old man, never saw Zheng Dafeng as a disciple once, and Zheng Dafeng never dared to treat himself as a disciple in his life. In the current situation, it is very different from the downcast to the downturned, but the master and the apprentice are already the master and the apprentice.

In fact, Chen Pingan always thought that this Uncle Li was the kind of person who knew how to live the most in the world.

Now it seems that it is true.

Huang Cai, the owner of Lion Peak Mountain, is an old fairy teacher with a fairy demeanor.

Among the Nascent Soul monks in Beiju Luzhou, Huang Cai was famous for being able to fight.

Li Er did not greet politely, and directly asked the famous old Yuanying monk to seal the mountain.

Huang Cai didn't say anything, and immediately sent down an order to order Lion Peak to seal off the top of the mountain, and he didn't mention when the mountain would be opened.

For a fairy mountain, closing the mountain is a major event.

Either the enemy is at hand, or the ancestor retreated and broke through.

Li Er handed over a piece of paper to the reverent and respectful old mountain owner of Lion Peak, and asked Huang Cai to grab the medicine according to what was written on the paper.

Huang Cai still didn't ask a word.

Just looking at the eyes of the young foreigner is a little weird.

Chen Ping'an said that it was dark under some lights at the shop at the foot of the mountain, and he was immediately enlightened when dealing with outsiders at the moment, but he didn't need to explain anything.

Everything will be discussed after Li Liu returns to Lion Peak.

Li Er took Chen Pingan to the gate of an ancient mansion on the top of Lion Peak. This is the place where the founder of Lion Peak practiced Taoism in his early years. After the soldier passed away, he never opened it again. After Li Liu returned to Lion Peak, The door of the Cai Mansion was reopened, and there was a cave inside, even Huang Cai was not qualified to set foot in it. Chen Ping stepped into it, and found that it turned out to be a karst cave waterway. After passing the mountain and water restriction at the gate of the mansion, there was a ferry. The brilliance of the sun and the moon, without the fluorite and candles of the fairy house, is still as bright as the day.

After the boat traveled more than ten miles, the vision suddenly opened up. In the distance, there was a strange mirror as big as a lake, which was slightly lower than the lake surface, and the flowing water poured in from all directions, but there was no trace.

Li Er explained: "This mirror is the entrance of an ancient cave. Someone didn't like that cave, so he built this formation and poured it with water. This mirror is quite tough, and it is usually 'vigorous'. Even if I shattered it for a moment with the eighty fists of "guizhen", it would still be restored to its original state. It is said that only the last level of the ten realms, "God's Arrival", can completely break through the mirror. I still need to hone my boxing skills for a long time before I have a chance to reach the peak of 'God's Realm'. After that, I will break the path of martial arts and embark on a real road to heaven."

Chen Ping hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but said, "It's such a pity that such a rare treasure of the immortal family is completely broken."

As for the triple realm of the Ten Realms of Martial Arts, I have heard of it, just remember it.

Li Er smiled and said: "When you can break the mirror with a pair of fists, you are qualified to say it's a pity."

Chen Ping felt that until this moment, the person standing beside him was no longer Li Er.

But a warrior of ten realms.

There was no longer Li Er's figure around him, Chen Ping'an knew something was wrong, and as expected, without any warning, a sweep came from behind.

Chen Ping's figure seemed to be collapsed, his fists were restrained, he didn't pay attention to any demeanor or demeanor, and tried to pounce forward, but he was still kicked in the lower back with a kick, which made a crackling sound like a series of firecrackers. Chen Pingan, who regards the physique of an ordinary warrior with a golden body as a clay sculpture, was kicked like a bowstring. After a bang, Chen Pingan would have been kicked dozens of times Zhang, but Li Er's punch was far faster than Chen Pingan's figure. Standing beside Chen Pingan, he punched down and hit Chen Pingan's chest who was leaning back.

With this punch, Chen Ping'an's back fell to the ground on the spot.

Li Er stretched out his foot, twisted his ankle, and casually picked Chen Pingan, who had hit his instep, onto the mirror.

Chen Pingan, who felt that a breath of pure qi was about to collapse, fell heavily on the mirror, jumped a few times, slapped the mirror suddenly with his palm, stood up and stood still, still couldn't help vomiting blood.

Li Er was still standing on the small boat, neither the man nor the small boat moved at all. The man said slowly: "Be careful, I punched, it doesn't matter how serious it is. Back then, Song Changjing and I were both at the peak of the Nine Realms. In that fight, the fight was so enjoyable that I almost accidentally killed him."

Chen Pingan took a deep breath, and seeing that Li Er didn't intend to make a move immediately, he rolled up his sleeves lightly, and gently twisted the mirror with his toes. Qingshi Street in Taoye Lane is a feeling, what does it mean? On the ground and walls of the mangosteen building, it will suffer even more.

Chen Ping staggered, and asked with a wry smile, "Uncle Li, have you always punched at the Nine Realms?"

Li Er shook his head and said, "Of course not."

Before Chen Ping'an could feel better, Li Er added, "There are still tenth realms."

Just because this kid called him Uncle Li, Chen Pingan couldn't let Chen Ping call him in vain.

Li Er felt that he had to be kind.

On the after-dinner and after-dinner table, there was another big event to talk about on Luzhou Mountain in Beiju recently.

He Xiaoliang, the patriarch of the Qingliang Sect, on his way back to the sect, somehow had a huge conflict with that infatuated Xu Xuan.

A man and a woman who were supposed to be a pair of gods and Taoists, not only did they have no sincerity, but what Xu Xuan said, He Xiaoliang actually fought. In a secluded mountain in the Hualing Dynasty, after the two sides delineated the boundary , He Xiaoliang and Xu Xuan fought so that the color of the mountains and rivers in a radius of a hundred miles changed, and the aura of mountains and rivers thousands of miles away was extremely chaotic.

Xu Xuan was seriously injured and fled away, but He Xiaoliang directly beheaded his two personal maidservants. Not to mention, the two young Jindan female cultivators passed away, and He Xiaoliang returned the two cough Beads and talisman swords were scrambled for the first place, and they were brought to the Qingliang sect, and then the two treasures were casually thrown outside the mountain gate. And if you are not brave enough, you can ask Master Bai Chang to take away the sword.

After Xu Xuan returned to the top of the mountain, he retreated to heal his wounds. It was rumored that it would take at least ten years to wait for at least ten years to enter the upper five realms. In this way, at least in terms of realm, once Liu Jinglong breaks through the realm, he will be able to take down Li Cai and Dong Zhu. In the three sword-questioning sessions, Xu Xuan was not only ten years slower than Taihui Jianzong Liu Jinglong in terms of realm and cultivation, Xu Xuan, who was ten years younger than Luzhou in Beiju, second only to Lin Su, would also exchange seats with Liu Jinglong.

The number one sword fairy in the north, Bai Chang, did not sit idly by, but he did not rely on his status as a sword fairy and the realm of the fairyland to go to the Qingliangzong and He Xiaoliang Xingshi to inquire about his crimes. Bai Chang only said one sentence. One day in Luzhou, Beiju, He Xiaoliang would never have thought of ascending to the Ascension Realm.

The two sects that were supposed to marry each other had now formed a deadly feud.

Qionglin Sect and many others, including Qionglin Sect, began to cut off ties with Qingliang Sect, and many business contacts made things even more difficult.

Many secular forces at the bottom of the mountain, including the Emperor Han of the Hualing Dynasty, began to secretly repent. Many cultivators who originally planned to send to Qingliangzong to practice, even if they walked halfway, they all returned home.

Many fairy hilltops around the Qingliangzong also began to intentionally or unintentionally alienate the Qingliangzong whose foundation was not stable, and strictly ordered the monks on their own hilltops not to have too much involvement with the Qingliangzong.

A direct disciple of Tianjun Xie Shi went to Qingliangzong aggressively, but He Xiaoliang didn't understand the general situation. Standing alone, with no help from all directions, allies are no longer allies, not allies, but become potential hostile forces one by one, making small trips, no one thinks that a recent sect that has completely annoyed the great sword fairy Baishang How long is the scenery in Beiju Luzhou?

The Qingliang sect was also in turmoil.

Half of the priests and guests had separated from the Qingliang Sect and sent secret letters one after another. There were as many as five seats missing in the Patriarch Hall overnight.

He Xiaoliang is also a weird person, he didn't smash those seats, he just moved them out of the ancestral hall and put them under the eaves outside the door.

The Qingliang Sect, which had few disciples, looked more and more deserted on a hilltop.

Fortunately, during He Xiaoliang's travels in Beiju Luzhou, the nine registered disciples he took successively were relatively stable, and no one had yet chosen to defect to the Qingliang sect. From the outside world's point of view, it's because those guys don't know the meaning of the name Baishang at all, and they don't know how dangerous it is to have a feud on the mountain and tear their skins apart.

These nine first-generation disciples of the Qingliang Sect were brought back to the top of the mountain by He Xiaoliang one after another. Most of them were ordinary people who had never practiced before. The youngest one was just a five or six-year-old child. It was very strange for He Xiaoliang to accept disciples, and his aptitude could be considered, but it was not the most important thing. Look at her own eyes.

Today He Xiaoliang left the small cave where he practiced alone. The Qingliang sect occupied a treasured land of geomantic omen, but did not make any major construction projects. They only opened up a small piece of land on the hillside of Zushan, with thatched huts next to each other. Living here, the only place that is used for preaching and teaching karma is still a bit like a wealthy mansion, similar to the ancestral hall of a big family at the foot of the mountain, where you can worship the ancestors, and you can also invite the master to give lectures to the family disciples.

He Xiaoliang recruited disciples, and only taught them a Taoist mantra without distinguishing between superior and inferior, and did not care about anything else, but invited an outsider to teach the disciples daily, this person was neither a priest nor a guest, However, he has been giving lectures to the nine disciples of the Qingliang Sect for several years. He does not stick to the mysteries of the Taoist classics, and he can pass on the knowledge of the three religions and a hundred schools of thought. He Xiaoliang seems to trust this "Mr. Li" very much. He is not worried that he will mislead his disciples and delay his practice when he lectures here, and he is not worried that the Qingliang sect, which she threatened not to accept disciples within a hundred years, will become a The four different immortal sects.

The nine disciples who are still not named for the time being, respect the young gentleman who only knows his surname Li.

He Xiaoliang came to the window of the lecture hall.

Mr. Li was talking about the Confucian poems and articles. He mentioned the advantages of "spring grass growing in a pond" and "a bright moon shining on a tall building". Regret that I was born a thousand years late, and then took advantage of the opportunity to talk about a noble family at the foot of the mountain, or a sect on the mountain, the temperament of the originator of the mountain, and how it will affect the family style and family style, and finally told the nine people, if you become a family in the future Then the originator of the mountain, how to do it, can make fewer mistakes and more right.

When someone saw the master appearing, he wanted to stand up and salute, but He Xiaoliang stretched out his hand and pressed it down twice, indicating that the place where the lectures are given is the biggest teacher.

The young-looking Master Li asked the nine students to think about it, then left the school and followed He Xiaoliang.

He said: "Sect Master He, there is obviously no need for you to act like this... Forget it, I am an outsider, so I won't ask too much about the reason. But I'm sure, Bai Chang always counts on what he says."

Even if He Xiaoliang is the direct disciple of that Taoist head teacher, after all, he is separated by a whole world.

What's more, Beiju Luzhou Sword Immortal's actions, if he really wants to get angry, he won't care about these things.

Bai Chang now clearly doesn't care.

According to legend, in the earliest days of Beiju Luzhou, there used to be an ancient sword fairy and a student of the most holy teacher who pointed at people with the tip of their sword and asked with a smile if you think I would cut it off with a sword.

The answer, of course, is to cut it.

But in the end, the sword fairy died in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the Confucian sage founded the Fushui Academy in Beiju Luzhou. When he was alive, he cared for the incense descendants of that sword fairy.

He Xiaoliang said with a smile: "Mr. Li, I have only been in the Jade Realm for a few years now. It will take hundreds of years to reach the next fairyland and then reach the bottleneck. I can't do it. Bai Chang is willing to wait, Just wait."

The scholar whom He Xiaoliang respectfully called Mr. Li said: "The disciple of the previous Heavenly Monarch Xie Shi is a bit aggressive."

He Xiaoliang said: "When he was traveling, he was taught by Baishang. Baishang gave him the grace of preaching. In addition, the Qingliang sect established a sect, which occupied a considerable part of the luck of Luzhou in Beiju. This person will naturally be inclined. Yu Xu Xuan and Bai Chang."

Mr. Li shook his head and said: "If the truth can be applied and borrowed in this way, I think there is a big problem with Tianjun Xie Shi's preaching."

He Xiaoliang suppressed a smile.

Mr. Li asked suspiciously, "Is it my fault?"

It is the foundation of this scholar's scholarship to think about his own mistakes in advance.

He Xiaoliang shook his head and said: "I hope that Mr. Li will tell Xie Tianjun himself one day."

Mr. Li said with a smile: "If you have a chance, you can try it. But it may not be pleasing to see Xie Tianjun himself and the whole sect."

He Xiaoliang no longer entangled in this issue, afraid that he would not be able to help laughing out loud, and at the same time felt a little pity for that high disciple of the Heavenly Monarch.

She turned her head and looked at a young man with a handsome face under the thatched hut in the distance. His name was Cui Ci, and he was an accompanying book boy who traveled across continents with Mr. Li for many years.

Mr. Li said, "I should go down the mountain."

He Xiaoliang gave a slap in the face: "I don't dare to keep Mister anymore."

Li Xisheng, as a Confucian student, bowed and saluted.

Even if the other party didn't return the salute with Jishou, He Xiaoliang still shifted his footsteps and hid for a while, but after all, it was the Jade Raw Realm, and it was on the top of Qingliangzong Mountain. In the eyes of Cui Ci, the female suzerain always stood where she was, and received a gift from her husband generously.

Dali Capital Imperial Study Room.

Xiao Chao will disperse.

It was rare for the national teacher Cui Chan not to leave.

This is something that has never happened before.

Emperor Song He didn't ask any questions, but just quietly waited for the teacher's next words.

Cui Chen stood up from the chair, put his fingers together and lightly wiped it, and a long scroll of mountains and rivers appeared in the imperial study room, which was the three continents of Aquarius Island, Beiju Luzhou and Tongyezhou.

The young emperor got up quickly and walked to Cui Chan's side.

Cui Chen said slowly: "At the great court meeting, the monarch of a country chatted with civil servants and military generals about current affairs, and it was only three or five years ago. For the long-term matter, what I am talking with His Majesty in private at the moment is to discuss a century-old plan, His Majesty may see part of the process, but may not be able to see the final result with his own eyes."

Song He said softly, "It's like stepping on the seaside of the old dragon city when the father couldn't see the horseshoes of the Dali cavalry?"

Cui Chen said bluntly: "Almost."

Instead of being disappointed, Song He was full of joy and said with a smile, "Sir, I've actually been waiting for this day."

In front of this national teacher, as long as there are no other courtiers around, the young emperor will always perform the student ritual.

There is no need for the empress dowager to mention this matter at all.

Cui Chan said: "When the overall situation of Aquarius Continent is finalized, it will inevitably be handed over to the Hanlin Academy in the future to compile the biographies of second ministers and loyal ministers from various vassal states, and this is definitely not something that His Majesty the Emperor can reveal when he is in office, so as not to be cold." It can only be done by the successor emperor. This is a family matter of Aquarius Continent and the Dali Dynasty. Your Majesty can think about it first and make a charter. I will see if there are any omissions that need to be supplemented. Repairing people's hearts is the same as repairing Old mountains and rivers are generally important."

After talking about this matter, Cui Chan pointed to Beiju Luzhou to the north of Aquarius Continent, "Looking at such a vast Beiju Luzhou, what do you think, Your Majesty?"

Song He replied: "Compared to the past, it is very hollow."

Yizhou Sword Cultivator has already headed for Daoxuan Mountain in a mighty way.

Cui Chan nodded, and said: "A word of advice to your Majesty, Dali Song Clan, never try to get involved in the territory of other continents, it is impossible."

Song He felt a little regretful.

I thought that this Great Li Guoshi, my husband, would have greater ambitions than I imagined.

Cui Chan said with a smile: "Aspirations are great and talents are sparse, but they are also hollow."

Song He looked embarrassed.

Cui Chan pointed to the bone beach at the southernmost point of Luzhou in Beiju, "To help build a long bridge between Piyun Mountain and the bone beach between the two continents, how does His Majesty think it should be built?"

Song He said with a smile: "Rely on fairy money."

Cui Chan nodded, but asked again: "Where does the real fairy money come from?"

Song He glanced at the picture scroll, looking at the continent further south than Aquarius Continent, "Tongye Continent destined to be fragmented?"

Cui Chan neither nodded in approval nor shook his head in denial, but asked again: "The bottom line is, how do you earn money and spend it?"

Song He shook his head, the problem was too big.

Cui Chan said: "If you want to understand how to earn money, it is for how to spend it. Otherwise, what is the point of staying in the Dali treasury? The gold and silver mountains of each family can be eaten as food? It is a self-rescue move after the land of continents becomes a country's territory."

Cui Chen raised his sleeves, pointed to Beiju Luzhou and Tongyezhou at the north and south ends of Dongbaopingzhou at the same time, and gave his answer, "How to earn money from Beiju Luzhou in a reasonable way Remedial the broken mountains and rivers of Tongyezhou, this entry and exit, Dali seems not to make money, but in fact has been accumulating national strength, and at the same time won the nod of the Confucian Confucian Temple. It is not me, Cui Chan, or your emperor Song Hehui. , but my Dali national policy, which really conforms to the Confucian etiquette rules, has become the general trend. In this way, you Song He and I, Cui Chan, did something to make some people unhappy, even if the other party still has the ability to make some people feel uncomfortable. You and I are not happy with Dali, and the Confucian Temple has its own sages who look on coldly, so as to teach them that if they stretch out their hands, they will be hit by the board."

Cui Chen folded his hands and turned his head to stare at Song He. The embroidered tiger looked cold, "Telling this to His Majesty does not mean that His Majesty is already more wise and powerful than the late Emperor, but that His Majesty is more lucky. It will be later, and the dragon chair seat will be higher, but there is no need for your Majesty to be annoyed, the previous merits and demerits are all the late emperor's, and the future merits and demerits should only belong to your majesty. If you don’t recognize this, I think what I said to His Majesty today is too early.”

Song He bowed and said: "Mr. taught, students should remember."

Cui Chan said: "Erasure some traces of the former emperor's governance. The former emperor is dead and the new emperor ascends the throne. What's the problem? Guan Shangshu, these old foxes, will only laugh at you as an emperor for being stingy. In fact, you don't need to talk about it with Song He." What to do more, after a few more years, civil servants and military generals, old and young, will naturally be so clever that people can't see the clues. As the emperor of the Dali Song Dynasty, his ambition is to be a land of one continent, and the four sides of the country are the sea. It is already an unprecedented move in the grand world, so you should show some imperial demeanor to match it. When the old courtiers of the former court, without me, Cui Chan, sitting in the Xiaochaohui, they will still be loyal to you and have awe , that is your true ability, Song He. If one day, I, Cui Chan, sit down and dare not regard you as a student, then Song He will be regarded as the real emperor through the ages."

Cui Chen continued: "Of course the two things are difficult, but your Majesty can try it. It is difficult to guess what the emperor's heart is, and it is all a trick. It cannot be completely absent, but it cannot be the master. Even if the Song family is cut off one day, every day Whenever the history of later generations writes Dali, about Song He, it is still well-deserved that it is the most colorful stroke, and it can't be avoided if you want to go around, either it is the most praised, or the most scolded."

Finally, Cui Chen smiled and said: "Next, I will tell your Majesty about the two continents plan and the existing chess pieces. Your Majesty is your Majesty after all, and the national teacher will only be the national teacher. As a national teacher, it is his duty to make suggestions. As a monarch, Steering the helm for the country is even more of a duty.”

Song He said with a smile: "Please tell me the national teacher, I would like to hear the details."

Once, after a bad boxing practice, after Chen Ruchu carried Pei Qian back to the first floor, he got three days of rest for the first time, and the key was not counting the day and night of lying in bed and being unable to move.

I just heard that Wei Bo is about to hold the third night feast of the gods, which makes Pei Qian, who has finished copying the book, very happy.

Zhu Lian said that this is called not being able to rent a house for three days.

Pei Qian was in a good mood and didn't care about the old cook.

Besides, in the letter sent back to Lupo Mountain earlier, the master formally agreed to promote Zhou Mili as the right guardian of Luopo Mountain. After Pei Qian read the letter seventeen or eight times, he went back to the second floor to practice boxing for the first time. At that time, he stood tall and straightened his chest, stepped on the steps of the bamboo building step by step, and yelled loudly for old man Cui to open the door and give punches, don't be confused.

At that time, Chen Lingjun, who was on the first floor, felt that Pei Qian had been beaten into a fool, or had gone mad.

At the moment in Zhu Lian's courtyard, Wei Bo is playing chess with Zheng Dafeng.

Chen Ruchu nibbled the melon seeds lightly.

Chen Lingjun bet that Zheng Dafeng would win, so he put a large amount of snowflake money next to Brother Dafeng's chess pot, but Zhu Lian kept mumbling there, saying that now Wei Bo is a fairy in the Jade Realm, The chess power skyrocketed, it should be that Wei Bo's chances of winning were higher, but Chen Lingjun looked at the trend of the chess game, and put another Xiaoshu coin in Wei Bo's chess jar.

Pei Qian took Zhou Mili, who was carrying a trekking stick, and the two of them ran around the stone table and the crowd together.

Pei Qian swayed, swinging his arms up, shouting loudly, "choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, chok, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke.... ...The gold from the Liu family, the silver from the Li family, and the copper coins from the Han family, all come to sleep in my pocket obediently."

Wei Bo rested his elbows on the table, and lightly poked the center of his eyebrows with his fingers.

Once on the pirate ship, it will be difficult to think about it.

Anyway, his reputation as the righteous God of Beiyue was completely ruined.

Zheng Dafeng said angrily: "Losing money, if you continue to quarrel like this, I will lose the game, and brother Lingjun will lose money, you will pay!"

Pei Qian ran non-stop, "What do you pay for, you seem like a jerk."

Pei Qian continued to hum her country song.

While running behind Pei Qian's butt, Zhou Mili asked doubtfully, "Where is this ballad? I haven't heard it before."

Pei Qian stopped walking, folded his arms around his chest, "It's a song from my hometown, but it's a pity that it was so well written that it didn't spread."

Zhou Mili always felt that Pei Qian's words didn't make any sense, so he held his walking stick in both hands, frowned, and fell into deep thought.

Zhu Lian waited for Cui Dongshan's letter, and then he had to wait for Lu Baixiang to come to Luopo Mountain, and after attending Wei Bo's night tour banquet together, he would go to look for the water palace dragon boat with Liu Chongrun from Zhuchai Island.

It is different from Chen Ping's statement in the letter. After Zhu Lian got the answer from Cui Dongshan's letter, there is no need to worry about the Dali Iron Cavalry and the spies. Cui Dongshan will handle it properly. to her hometown.

But Zhu Lian still told Liu Chongrun that the matter was very dangerous and it would be better not to do anything, otherwise it might be a big disaster. Anyway, Zhu Lian made some alarmist talk to scare people.

As a result, Liu Chongrun weighed the pros and cons, and after careful consideration, he gritted his teeth and decided not to touch the dragon boat in the water palace. Zhu Lian had only let Liu Chongrun hang out for a few days, and then wandered to the back of the gnatfish, laughing and saying that things had changed, and they decided to take an extra risk in Luoposhan, so the two parties can actually try it out, it's just a split between the two parties, It can no longer be 50% to 50%, and Luobashan must take 20% more. The two sides bargained, and it became 40% to 40% to Luopishan.

In fact, Zhu Lian would not seriously ask for this 10% extra income. When he and Lu Baixiang accompanied Liu Chongrun to hunt for treasures, he had his own reasons. He said that his family's Lord of the Lost Mountain, who was traveling far away, wrote back, exhorting He, Zhu Lian, must follow the original plan and divide the accounts fifty-fifty.

At that time, it seems that everything will be business as usual, and return to the original place.

Of course it wasn't that Zhu Lian was busy doing a lot of work.

Wait until Piyun Mountain officially holds a night banquet.

Neither Pei Qian nor Zhou Mili participated in the night banquet. Pei Qian was busy copying more books, so as not to owe too much credit due to boxing practice.

It's strange that even Chen Lingjun didn't join in the fun this time.

On the contrary, his brother Yujiang Water God made a special trip to Luopo Mountain afterwards to ask why Chen Lingjun didn't show up.

After that, Zhu Lian and Lu Baixiang went down the mountain to do business, and Liu Chongrun, who was traveling with them, was worried, feeling that the future was uncertain, fortune and misfortune depended on each other, after all, they were digging for treasure under the eyes of the big Li cavalry.

Lu Baixiang's two disciples, Yuan Baoyuan, brother and sister, stayed on Luoluo Mountain.

The two of them had a good chat with Cen Yuanji who was brought up the mountain by Zhu Lian.

Three days of frolicking outside the bamboo building.

It was very different from the boxing practice in the bamboo building three days later.

Zhou Mili carried the trekking stick and stood guard on the path leading to the bamboo building from the mansion, forbidding any outsiders to visit the bamboo building.

This was told by the chief executive, Zhu Lian. Zhou Mili did not dare to leave his post without permission, but Chen Ruchu would come over to crack sunflower seeds and eat cakes with Zhou Mili whenever he finished his work. At what time should I do something, Chen Ruchu will leave.

Zhou Mili squatted obediently on the site that Pei Qian had drawn a circle for her earlier.

At first, Zhou Mili felt aggrieved, thinking that Pei Qian's circle was too small, and it seemed that her territory, the protector of Luoluoshan, was not big enough.

Pei Qian asked her if the door god pasted on the door in Qilong Lane at the foot of the mountain is as big as the circle under her feet in such a small place like a piece of paper? See if those door god masters will complain? Pei Qian finally asked with a stern face, Zhou Mili, are you a bit of a little tail when you are a right protector?

Zhou Mili shook her head vigorously.

Zhou Mili squatted in the circle alone, moving around the circle bit by bit along the non-existent boundary line.

Every time the little girl in black with the trekking pole took a step or two around, in the distance behind her, there was a little lotus flower jumping out of the mud, trotting a few steps after her.

The second floor of the bamboo building.

Cui Cheng stepped on Pei Qian's forehead on the ground, twisted it hard, and lowered his head and asked, "Before today's boxing practice, you little trash, how dare you ask me when my boxing training will end."

Cui Cheng kicked on the side of Pei Qian's temple, turned his head to look at the girl curled up at the base of the wall, "You go to the dead end of the dead end road first."

The body slowly stretched out. Pei Qian, who was trying to save an extra breath for himself before, stood up staggeringly with blood on his face, opened his mouth wide, tilted his head, stretched out two fingers, and shook a tooth , and then pull it hard to remove it.

She carefully put away the blood-stained tooth and hid it in her sleeve. Master once said that every child will grow up. During this period, the teeth that fall out have to be thrown on the top of the bed, so that a wish can be made safely.

Pei Qian bent down, clenched his hands into fists, clenched them lightly and then loosened them, staring at Cui Cheng.

I saw her pointing her toes to the ground, her figure soaring into the air, and one foot heavily stepped on the wall of the bamboo building behind her, her figure was like an arrow, she suddenly fell halfway, her ankle twisted, she slid out a few steps, deviated from the straight line, and used her iron horse to attack the formation. In the posture, the boxing frame is wide open, and a punch is raised, but a punch is handed out to Cui Cheng in the posture of a god and a drum.

Pei Qian may not know that the god-man beating the drum is his master's confrontation with Cui Cheng, using the fewest fists.

Because knowing is most useless.

But Pei Qian was just the opposite. This punch was the most she had ever given to the old man.

Returning in vain again and again, punching again and again.

The old man punched Pei Qian's head, and he never thought that the moment Pei Qian's body flew upside down, he kicked hard.

Obviously from the very beginning, I had the idea that if you punch me, I will kick you too.

It's a pity that Cui Cheng held his ankle with one hand, swung it high, and hit the ground heavily, causing Pei Qian's body to curl up again, and his breathing became even faster and slower in an instant, changing quickly and naturally.

Cui Cheng sneered and said: "You little waste who is not even as good as Chen Pingan, if I were that big waste, I would dislike you for eating an extra bite, which is a waste of Luoluoshan's wealth! Even you want to get there A piece of the old man’s clothes? Do you think the old man is that Cen Yuanji who practiced boxing and seemed to be dozing off? Come again? Don’t pretend to be dead, if you can get even the slightest bit of clothes, the old man will take your surname from now on.”

Pei Qian hit the ground hard with his elbow, his body flew into the air, and stood still, intermittently, vaguely said: "You don't need to take my surname...you can take my master's surname... It will depend on whether my master agrees or not."

Cui Cheng came to Pei Qian in one step, holding Pei Qian's face with one hand and five fingers in the other, and knocking Pei Qian against the wall with another step.

The latter's hands and feet drooped together.

Cui Cheng let go of his hand, and Pei Qian sat slumped on the ground with his back against the wall, a large smear of blood slid on the wall above his head.

Cui Cheng sneered and said: "Chen Pingan, a waste who is afraid of death and greedy for life, will support you, a waste of greedy life and fear of death. You two, master and apprentice, should hide in Niping Lane for the rest of your life, picking up chicken shit and dog shit every day." Chen Pingan is really blind to choose you, Pei Qian, as the big disciple of Kaishan, who is doomed to hide behind him all his life, and deserves to be a "disciple" to talk about "Kaishan"?"

Pei Qian's fingers moved slightly, and finally raised his head with difficulty, his lips moved slightly.

As a result, the old man stepped on his forehead, bent over and turned his head sideways, "Little waste, what are you talking about, I beg you to speak louder! Are you saying that the old man is right? You and Chen Pingan should be together for the rest of your life." Mud Bottle Lane has to deal with chicken shit and dog shit?! What, you use a walking stick to pick up the chicken shit and dog shit, and then let Chen Pingan take a dustpan to pack it? This is the best, and you don’t have to practice boxing for too long. Wait until Chen Pingan Go back to Luopo Mountain, you master and apprentice, big and small trash, go to Niping Lane and stay there."

Pei Qian, who was sitting on the ground, slowly raised his hand, and slowly swung his fist towards Cui Cheng's foot.

The old man withdrew his foot, and after the punch missed, he changed his foot again and stepped heavily on Pei Qian's head.

After a while, Pei Qian changed his hand and raised his arm to punch.

Only then did the old man take a few steps back, tut-tsk said: "With this ability, it seems that I can go to Fulu Street or Taoye Lane together with that trash Chen Pingan, and earn money by polishing the boots of those wealthy gentlemen. After someone wipes the boots clean, you, as a disciple, can smile, bend over and bow, and shout to welcome the master again."

Pei Qian pressed her hands and back against the wall firmly, inch by inch, and slowly got up. She tried her best to open her eyes and opened her mouth, but she was unable to make a sound.

The old man smiled, knowing what the little guy was scolding him for.

Pei Qian lowered her head and bent over, panting lightly, her vision was blurred, she couldn't see anything at all.

The old man turned around and walked to the bamboo gate, turned his head and said with a smile: "The old man will open the door now, so you can write to Chen Pingan, saying that you, as a disciple, can finally share the worries of the master. I thought of a master-disciple A good idea to make money? Anyway, Chen Pingan came from a mud-legged background, and with a good-for-nothing student like you, what can I do to earn money from such a lowly job? I don’t think so!”

In the blink of an eye.

Cui Cheng stopped and narrowed his eyes.

Pei Qian, who had almost passed out, subconsciously opened his eyes wide, stepped out with a swaying step, and the next time his body swayed even more, after a few steps, Pei Qian disappeared.

A footstep wiped out, stopped suddenly, leaped high, flew towards him, and punched Cui Cheng on the head.

Just like in the small town back then, there was a boy in straw sandals who was like a falcon, skimming the stream.

Cui Cheng hesitated for a moment, still deflecting his shoulders, dodging Pei Qian's punch, but the old man didn't punch this time, but turned his head to look, and the little girl was squatting on the ground near the door, unconscious.

Maybe she was blocking the way and not letting him, Cui Cheng, open the door?

Cui Cheng came to the little girl, sat down cross-legged, stretched out his hand to gently press her bloody little head, nodded and smiled, "Very good."