After the assassination of the Seed Mansion, the light and darkness in the mansion were still in order, and the general Seed Divine Power did not even show up, only Chong Liang stood in the Lu Gui Courtyard for a while, and asked the maid Liu Daogu a few words without pain, and then looked at the ground that was affected by the sword qi a few times, and there was no solemn expression.
Seeing the burly Zhong Liang, Lu Gui breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't like this person's deviance when he was young, but sometimes he was not glad that he was not the enemy of the second son of the family, in the eyes of the Lu Ancestral Department, the kind of Liang acted absurdly, and he couldn't see through it at all, when he and his peers were still studying hard in the cold window of the private school at home, the young Chong Liang had already killed many people, it is said that he went to the princess's grave before the crown, so that he missed the crown ceremony, and later became married, the bride was carried into the family mansion by eight sedan chairs, but the groom official was gone, The bad deeds are full of bad deeds, and the old lady of the seed family is so angry that he smokes, and when the old lady returns to the west, he can't see it.
Lu Gui was relieved, in addition to seeing the demon Chong Liang sitting in the mansion, there was also an unknown reason.
Regarding the violent death of Chong Gui, he had already heard what his daughter Lu Shen said, and he didn't believe it at all, but since Chong Gui had just died on the front foot, there was a clever assassin on the back foot who entered the palace to target Chong Tan, which is equivalent to proving Lu Shen's statement on the side, which is great news for the Lu family.
Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, the daughter is broken, plus the secret marriage, and the next entry into the mausoleum of Emperor Qin, once they return to the Southern Dynasty, the entire Lu family will get a good reward.
Lu Gui thought of his poor daughter and said a contradictory word: "It's a pity that it's a daughter, but fortunately it's a daughter." ” The only thing worthy of the status of holding the festival order is probably to lead the spring into the house to make a lake, the night is deep, but the sleep is shallow.
Without Luoyang present, the three men talked about Xing Zhenglong, they were all rough people, and there were few high-minded talks that quoted scriptures, after talking, Xu Fengnian knew that in the eyes of the old ruler, Xu Xiao was a six-name son, Chen Zhibao was a well-deserved handsome talent, but the next two slightly inferior generals, Chu Lushan actually had to talk about this dead fat man who brought the old man the shame of being defeated and captured before Yuan Zuozong, and the old man who held the authority of a state not only did not hold a grudge, but did not hide his appreciation, saying that Chu Lushan was harsh in governing the army, especially good at leading a lone army, Going deep into the hinterland of death, he is a blessed general and a fierce general who has fought a hundred battles and died in the real sense, with both wisdom and bravery.
Xu Fengnian missed the national wars in the Spring and Autumn Period because of his age, and for Chu Fatzi, he only remembered his smiling white and tender fat face, so bloated that he could hardly see his eyes and neck, and it was hard to imagine the picture of him leading his troops into battle to kill the enemy.
After listening to Helian Wuwei's praise today, I was shocked to realize that if Chu Lushan was really the opposite, it seemed that Yuan Zuozong would have endless troubles by secretly holding Chen Zhibao.
Helian Wuwei took a sip of wine, his face was flushed, his skin was wrinkled like pine lines, and he looked more and more like an old farmer, "I've heard of some unique gate lords who practiced martial arts and finally became masters, and I really haven't heard of a vassal king's son in law who has achieved a great climate." ” The white-haired old man dismantled the stage and said: "This kid is lucky, he has a leading master like Jian Jiuhuang and Li Chungang."
If the old man is young, he will have a Tingchao Pavilion, and he will be allowed to enter a product before the age of eighteen.
If there is a master's guidance, he will definitely reach the realm of Zhixuan before the age of thirty. ” Helian Wuwei squinted his eyes and said: "If you come to be the son of Beiliang, you will be reincarnated eighteen times earlier." ” Lao Kui glared angrily, where would Helian Wuwei be afraid of his demonstration, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it.
Xu Fengnian laughed at himself calmly: "It's luck."
Taoism has said that since the time of conception, the innate endowment of men, subject to eight, after the age of seventy, eighty and fifty-six, has been completely angry, leaving only the acquired residual qi to support, so the rich and noble old people, old and old, and then believe in Huang Lao, to seek Taoism and cultivate longevity, often become a luxury, but only a little to prolong life.
It is indeed extremely important to build a foundation and refine the body before the age of eight, and if you haven't worked hard before the age of sixteen, if you want to become a master, it's almost like a dream.
When I was a child, I also had the idea of becoming a top swordsman or a first-class swordsman, but it was delayed, and later I was attributed to Shangwudang Mountain, and was instilled in the Great Rhubarb Court by Wang Zhangjiao, and the realm behind me can climb a thousand miles in a day.
In the final analysis, there are very few who rely on themselves, and most of them rely on their family background. ” Helian Wuwei shook his head, "I don't like to hear that.
I'm a person from the past, and I know the hardships. ” The white-haired old man finally said something of conscience, "Actually, your kid is still a little tough, and this old man is really embarrassed to deny it."
But to put it mildly, in your life, you can't catch up with these monsters with big thoughts. ” Helian Wuwei scolded: "You talk the most" Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "Martial arts, in the final analysis, I still have to practice." ” Lao Kui was stunned for a moment, and muttered: "Same virtue as Jian Jiuhuang." ” Xu Fengnian didn't seem to hear this, and asked a key question: "Uncle Helian, will you agree to intercept the river this time, let the Mausoleum of Emperor Qin surface, and reappear in the sky?"
Helian Wuwei squinted and drank, pondered for a long time, and then said slowly: "Originally, old man, I didn't plan to bite the bait, but then when the big thought came to the house, I changed my mind.
Who is the cicada, the praying mantis, the yellow finch, and the slingshot, it depends on their respective destiny. ” Xu Fengnian suddenly smiled and said: "Uncle Helian, I have to learn from you in both military and political affairs, and I can learn a few points." ” The old man said heartily: "Don't hide it."
I have no children or daughters under my knees, and I have managed to save up some ink and knowledge, but I can't bring them all into the coffin.
I said in advance, you really want to learn the scriptures, and you have to walk around with me to see, I don't know much about the things in the books, and I am not willing to teach you. ” Xu Fengnian nodded with a smile, and the old man muttered: "You officials and those who will be officials, you have no leisure for a moment, and it is more boring than practicing martial arts." ” An old man and a young man looked at each other and smiled, and said to Lao Kui that military politics is not what it is to play the piano to the cow After drinking, Xu Fengnian silently calculated in his heart, following the chess game.
The princess's tomb is divided into two, the big thought of Luoyang, it sounds like there is no other force to drive except for the guest Qing Helian Wuwei, the fatal thing is that this festival order is not good to fall too deep, watching the fire from the other side, even if there is substantial support, it is impossible to blatantly mobilize the strong and strong control of the blue army.
Fortunately, there is a white-haired old man who is crazy and will be involved in the game without accident.
Xiao Nian's side, in collusion with Chong Liang, should at least turn a blind eye to the opening of the Imperial Mausoleum, and it is even very likely that he wants to get rid of the shackles of the identity of the eight-hundred-year-old spirit keeper.
Needless to say, the two families of Seed and Lu have even come to Xihe Prefecture in person with the powerful ministers of the same level as Helian Wuwei, and the power of the gate valve who is pouring out is destined to be amazing.
In addition to this, it is not yet clear whether there will be a chaotic mountain that will come to smell of profit, but it is certain that there will be, and it should not be underestimated.
Xu Fengnian was forcibly tied to a line by Luoyang, how much effort to contribute, it depends on the severity of the situation, according to Xu Fengnian's original intention, this kind of thankless muddy water is not safe, he is such a guy who has been climbing up and down the Chao Pavilion since he was a child, he is really not interested in secrets and treasures.
Fishing in troubled waters, then the person who also touches the fish likes to eat fish to be hard.
A mess.
Xu Fengnian frowned and drank slowly.
Helian Wuwei glanced at it, smiling old and playful.
The two Zen temples are the first temples in the world, and the presiding monk Nagarjuna is respected as the head of the Buddha, but in fact, I really went there, only to know that it is far inferior to the temples on the famous mountains of some local states and counties, and the big Buddha hall is not at all the big mountain temple, especially the residence of the old presiding monk Nagarjuna, which is particularly simple, no different from the people in the countryside under the mountain, a thatched hut that is quite strong, the nunnery is cramped, and the courtyard is not flat and wide.
Only hear the murmuring of the stream from afar, but do not see the stream, the old chicken at the corner of the wall and the new tree fence, walk a few more steps, maybe you will step on a few pieces of chicken dung, there is an ancient cypress behind the house, there is no mysterious saying that there is a big water tank under the shade of the tree, the monks of the two Zen temples take the lead in presiding over the example, the practical strength is practiced, can not be regarded as a shame of farming, the monk Nagarjuna every time he returns from working in the dusk, he will go to the water tank to wash away the soil, the bottom of the tank will precipitate a lot of silt, but I heard that there are famous people in the south of the Yangtze River to make a famous pot with these mud, which is widely spread.
At this time, a pair of men and women stood in front of the water tank and exchanged ears, the old host went out of the temple and went down the mountain, to go to Beimang thousands of miles away to quarrel with people, these chickens and ducks must be fed, and they were handed over to these two children who grew up in the mountains, anyway, they often play here, the most familiar way, the old monk is relieved very much, the little monk put on a new and clean green jade robe, the two Zen temples are different from the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain, even if there is a reward from the imperial court, they do not like to wear purple, the robe of the little monk is already a very few high-virtue monks in the temple can wear the specifications, but at the moment, the handsome little monk with red lips and white teeth looked melancholy, and his words were full of hesitation, "Lizi, someone has come to the temple to ask for the mud in this big vat, do you say we will give it?"
The girl stretched out her hand to stir up a jar of clean water, and said with a roll of her eyes: "If you don't give the world a reason to come to the door as a guest but take things for nothing, don't be ashamed." ” The little monk's brows were about to wrinkle together, "But as long as the old host has mud, he will agree every time." ” The girl glared and said: "The old host is not here at this time, I am in charge, I have the final say" "If Master and Master know, but then I don't know how to be hospitable."
The girl's eyes lit up, and she was proud, thinking that she had found a compromise and thoughtful way, "Or let's sell it to that person for a tael of dirt and a tael of silver."
The little monk is a dead brain who is not enlightened, obviously he does not have this intelligence, he is embarrassed, and he does not dare to refute the girl, so he has to not speak.
The girl thought about it for a while, and said seriously: "A tael of mud sells for a tael of silver, it seems that it is a bit too deceitful, forget it, no matter how much he takes, we only need him a tael of silver."
You should be shrewd when you go out and walk the rivers and lakes, since you are in your own home, you still have to be kind.
You see that the last time I went to Beiliang Wangfu, Xu Fengnian was very generous to us, that is called atmosphere, and I can't be stingy. ” The little monk from the north and south grinned brightly.
The girl retracted her hand from the water tank and whispered: "When I went back to my mother, my father, and the old host, you can't say that I earned a tael of silver, remember?"
The little monk smiled and thought of a stupid way to avoid talking, "When I sell mud later, I will go to the mountains to drive the chickens and ducks back to the cage, and I don't see anything." ” The girl rolled her eyes, "When you get old in the future, you will definitely be stupid to death, how can you become a Buddha and burn relics." ” The little monk touched his bald head, a little embarrassed.
Just as the girl was about to go to the Jiangnan celebrity who was cheeky and refused to leave the temple to do business, she saw a tall white-clothed monk swaying slowly, her eyes smiled like a crescent moon, trotted over, and called out to Dad.
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The little monk who was learning to crow and kidnap those old chickens back to the cage also raised a smile, and the white-clothed monk rubbed his daughter's head and asked her to be busy with her own affairs.
Stupid Nanbei is actually not stupid, just glanced at the master's expression, he knew that there was something, stopped the antics of chasing the chicken back to the house, the white-clothed monk Li Jing hesitated for a moment, and said: "Your master's master can't quarrel, and it's not okay to fight, I have to go out, when I'm not there, you take care of some plums." ” Ben Nanbei nodded vigorously, and then asked, "Shi Niang knows?"
Li Careful smiled and said: "Listen to her for small things, follow me for big things, this has been the way all these years." ” Stupid Nanbei turned his head, thinking that since he could remember, he had never seen a major event that listened to the master, but not all of them listened to the master.
The white-clothed monk touched his big bald head, knowing what this stupid apprentice was thinking, and laughed: "Isn't this time a big deal?"
” Ben Nanbei cautiously asked, "Master, can you go back to the temple with the old abbot?"
The white-clothed monk sighed, "I don't know." ” The little monk from the north and south didn't say a word, chased Li Zi, and after a while, he came back with an angry girl, the white-clothed monk smiled helplessly, there are four people in the family, the daughter-in-law is not as effective as the daughter, and he can also talk about this apprentice, but unfortunately this stupid guy always turns his elbow to them.
The little girl crossed her waist and said, "Dad, you want to go down the mountain, why don't you tell me." ” The white-clothed monk sneered: "I'm afraid you won't allow it." ” Miss Li's face quickly turned gloomy and amorous, and she was about to speak, knowing that her daughter was Mo Ruo's father, Li Beware shook her head and said, "Lizi, you can't go." ” The little girl's face was gloomy, she looked down at her toes, seemed to hide her red eyes, and asked, "Mother agreed" The white-clothed monk snorted.
Miss Li approached him and tugged at her cuffs, "Why don't I go and ask my mother for some money."
"No, keep it to buy rouge gouache and dress up beautifully, my father just thinks about the plums at home, and he can not be cold or hungry when he thinks about it."
"Bragging again.
By the way, Dad, there are a lot of big bald old bald heads in the temple who will fight, why don't you shout and go with Dad" "No, Daddy walks fast, they can't keep up."
"Oh."
"Dad is not at home, if he is bored, he will go down the mountain with the north and south to have fun.
Haven't you been to Tai'an City, the rouge there is good.
Dad doesn't have any money, but your father's master's abbot's room has a lot of good things, and it's worth selling them for a lot of money, which is much more profitable than selling the stinky mud in the water tank, just like the old abbot's futon that often meditates. ” "That's not good" "What's wrong, go back and let the north and south weave a new one."
"Alas, let's go, let's go, and don't hook up with those women who throw hugs and make my mother angry."
"How can it, in my father's eyes, except for Li Zi and your mother, there are no women."
On the way up the mountain, many pilgrims saw a monk dressed in white fluttering.
Some young women and women subconsciously took a few more looks.
The rivers and lakes have been around for a hundred years, and Li Chungang, a young sword god who wears a Trojan horse cow, is really romantic.
The white horse and white clothes were still too peaceful, and the emperor personally welcomed the horse into the palace, and Li Beware at that time was also really romantic.
Far away from the two Zen temples, there is no one around, there is a white rainbow sweeping the sky.
To be continued: